-- Don't be silly. There's no Beardo. There isn't even REALLY a Beedo -- he's just a recycled Greedo. THAT's greed, for ya!!
-- But at any rate, it would take more than that for me to agree to lose my marbles for such an exchange.
-- Gimme five!!
-- That's TRES seventies -- I LIKE!!
-- Say, what do you call a Greedo in a Speedo?
-- I think you may NOW properly be thought to have lost those marbles.
-- RELAX, I was 'riffing' on the Seventies.
A fan of folk music primarily but not exclusively bluegrass music.
A person who claims to be from the area of Whispering Beard.
-"Ya man, he totally ripped it up at the Roxy."
Worker 2: Oh, he's a beardo! Take great care around him or you risk getting punched by his beard!
Beardo: "Oh yeah, I’m going to beard you so good! <Beardo's noise>
Victim being bearded: "No, no, please no, anything but the beard!"
Beardo: “The beard is exactly what you're going to get!"
Dude #2: "That beardo? Nobody is sure what is wrong with him. Just ignore him, and hope he does the same to you."