Can’t grow one. When I was on a date, I refused to go down a dark spider-infested tunnel, so my date scoffed and went on without me. It was then I bellowed ‘An elf would go underground, where a dwarf dare not?! Oh I’d never hear the end of it.’
That would’ve been so much funnier with a beard. It bothers me to this day.
tinyE: When I grew one everyone kept telling me I looked like Jesus Christ, which was fun for a while but got old, so I shaved it off.
Come to think of it, I’ve never seen you two in the same room together.