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Who is Stan the Man?

I've been around here for a few months now and I STILL can't figure out who this is and what is his association to B&B. Help anyone??
 
Well ...

You just have to find that thread labeled "Two names alike, a B&B classic". I think it is in the clown house now. Start with post #1.

You'll get it.
 
Who is Stan the Man?

Aye, lad, that's the question, and a fair one it is, too.

There's some as say that Stan the Man is only a legend, a fisherman's tale that has grown in the retelling.

There's some that says that Stan the Man was a real person, same as you and me, but the green monster of envy stole his soul when another Stan the Man tried to share the big brotherly shave den that is the Badger and Blade, and now he's doomed to haunt the Clown House forever more, keening for a unique username that will elude him through eternity.

There's others that will hint that Stan hasn't really left us, but lurks here under another user name, biding his time, perhaps even becoming a moderator named Phil, just waiting for the opportunity to wreak a terrible lilac scented vengeance on those what like to mock things that mere mortal shavers were never meant to understand.

But if you ask me, lad, Stan the Man is neither man nor beast, not fish or fowl or good red earth, but a warning sent from the shave gods themselves, to let us know that even if a shaver finds the perfect combination of lather, brush and blade that renders his visage so smooth that water beads up and rolls off, that if he becomes so steeped in shaving lore that he can spot a single ring from across a crowded antique shop, and if he plumbs the inner secrets of scents 'til he can splash on a gallon of Brut and through sheer force of will make it smell like Green Irish Tweed after the dry down, if he can't laugh at himself when he looks in that shaving mirror, why then he's less than the merest noob who doesn't know the secret code behind the numbers on the blades.

That's what I think, but YMMV.
 
Aye, lad, that's the question, and a fair one it is, too.

There's some as say that Stan the Man is only a legend, a fisherman's tale that has grown in the retelling.

There's some that says that Stan the Man was a real person, same as you and me, but the green monster of envy stole his soul when another Stan the Man tried to share the big brotherly shave den that is the Badger and Blade, and now he's doomed to haunt the Clown House forever more, keening for a unique username that will elude him through eternity.

There's others that will hint that Stan hasn't really left us, but lurks here under another user name, biding his time, perhaps even becoming a moderator named Phil, just waiting for the opportunity to wreak a terrible lilac scented vengeance on those what like to mock things that mere mortal shavers were never meant to understand.

But if you ask me, lad, Stan the Man is neither man nor beast, not fish or fowl or good red earth, but a warning sent from the shave gods themselves, to let us know that even if a shaver finds the perfect combination of lather, brush and blade that renders his visage so smooth that water beads up and rolls off, that if he becomes so steeped in shaving lore that he can spot a single ring from across a crowded antique shop, and if he plumbs the inner secrets of scents 'til he can splash on a gallon of Brut and through sheer force of will make it smell like Green Irish Tweed after the dry down, if he can't laugh at himself when he looks in that shaving mirror, why then he's less than the merest noob who doesn't know the secret code behind the numbers on the blades.

That's what I think, but YMMV.

The best post I have ever read on B&B!!! :clap::clap::clap::clap::clap:
 
Aye, lad, that's the question, and a fair one it is, too.

There's some as say that Stan the Man is only a legend, a fisherman's tale that has grown in the retelling.

There's some that says that Stan the Man was a real person, same as you and me, but the green monster of envy stole his soul when another Stan the Man tried to share the big brotherly shave den that is the Badger and Blade, and now he's doomed to haunt the Clown House forever more, keening for a unique username that will elude him through eternity.

There's others that will hint that Stan hasn't really left us, but lurks here under another user name, biding his time, perhaps even becoming a moderator named Phil, just waiting for the opportunity to wreak a terrible lilac scented vengeance on those what like to mock things that mere mortal shavers were never meant to understand.

But if you ask me, lad, Stan the Man is neither man nor beast, not fish or fowl or good red earth, but a warning sent from the shave gods themselves, to let us know that even if a shaver finds the perfect combination of lather, brush and blade that renders his visage so smooth that water beads up and rolls off, that if he becomes so steeped in shaving lore that he can spot a single ring from across a crowded antique shop, and if he plumbs the inner secrets of scents 'til he can splash on a gallon of Brut and through sheer force of will make it smell like Green Irish Tweed after the dry down, if he can't laugh at himself when he looks in that shaving mirror, why then he's less than the merest noob who doesn't know the secret code behind the numbers on the blades.

That's what I think, but YMMV.

(My bold). What's wrong with a gallon of Brut?
 

BigFoot

I wanna be sedated!
Did I stir this up again by mentioning Stan the Man in the post about us being snobs. If so I feel very bad and humbly apologize.

Scott
 
If you are referring to my once chorus of ear mites....that issue was eradicated when my consciousness was uploaded into the Tux model Cylon.

No. You verified the correlation between Stan the Man and Springs1 and the one who does lunch with said Springs1.

As for the Tux model Cylon, was it thoroughly cleaned in Barbercide or Marvicide before the application?
 
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