I could approach this from a variety of angles, there is really a lot working here. Kaje, upon viewing this picture, referred to it as the "we might be gay club." So I could come at it that way. We could delve into the reasons behind myself assuming the matriarchal position in the photo. Or even its potential merit as a photo on AwkwardFamilyPhotos.com. However, for me the real content lies in the little clump growing off the bottom of my face. It appears gelled and looks like it probably smells. Notice also the refusal of the hair to grow onto the front of my chin. You would think that baring me being able to understand how disgusting this look was when my facial hair resisted the fashion choice I would've backed down and shaved it. Alas I looked the fool for nearly a year before letting go. Immediately after everyone let me know just how stupid it looked... Besides the odd family member no one really made an effort to let me in on my own mistakes until I rectified them, then they let fly with a stockpile of cashed insults and sardonic remarks.