Lafranceapoil [extra Quality] (UHD)

But then, something unexpected happened.

The Mayor, feeling the tickle of Lafranceapoil, began to smile. A real, warm, cheese-loving smile. And because he smiled, Lafranceapoil felt something it had never felt before: connection. For the first time, it wasn't just a floating, lonely curl of hair. It was part of a laugh. Part of a face. Part of a moment. lafranceapoil

Lafranceapoil was, naturally, outraged.

The Mayor tried to speak, but his new moustache wiggled every time he opened his mouth, making him sound like a duck with a lisp. The crowd laughed. The briar-patch beard bristled with indignation. The sideburns scurried off in shame. But then, something unexpected happened

And indeed, that was the closest to the truth. And because he smiled, Lafranceapoil felt something it

The trouble began when the Mayor, a man whose own chin was as bare as a baby’s heel, declared a "Great Facial Hair Competition." The prize: a lifetime supply of artisanal cheese and the right to sit at the front of the town’s annual snail race.

Lafranceapoil relaxed its tips.