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What about your teeth? They're sharp right?
Mine are very well trimmed! :don'twantto-see:/
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What about your teeth? They're sharp right?
Mine are very well trimmed! :don'twantto-see:/
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That's why I want to try waxing. No blades; no risk of puncture. And hey, they said NumbNuts is the shitz!
No heels or dresses. But if I ever mention trying this: https://www.buytopia.ca/deal/1578
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Slap me.
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Jesus Quintana
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Maybe you need to go here RAWD?
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Blubber
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EACE:I couldn't stop laughing reading this
I couldn't stop laughing reading this
Here's a story I ran across a few months ago... it should say it all...
I have recently made a mistake in my life, and I offer my story to alt.tasteless, that you may learn from my error. It all started, as many things do, with me having trouble sh-itting.
No, I was not constipated; this was not a regularity problem but a matter of technique. It seems my asss-hair had grown to such a length that tiny grogans were constantly getting tied up in the matted jungle between my *********. It led to much frustration, with me KNOWING that I still had something to drop, but unable to shake the tenacious turd loose from its butthair dwelling. Eventually I would have to do two things: either reach down with some paper and try to pinch off the lingering loaf (which required careful precision to avoid smearing the creature all over my rear, especially since I had no way of seeing what I was doing) or just go for broke, start wiping, and hope that I could remove all the leftover fecal matter before the toilet paper reached its Can't-Be-Flushed threshold.
I was contemplating this problem, when I had what seemed at the time to be a bright idea. "Hey! This is my butt and my butt-hair, right? So why don't I just eliminate all the hair, and then my grogans will flow out like beer from a keg!" I said to myself. It is a statement that will go down in history with a lot of other regretted statements. "How many Indians could there be?" said by General Custer. "Looks like a good day for a drive!" by JFK. "There! America On-Line now has complete Usenet access!" by some idiot system tech. Such was my anal shaving idea.
I performed the operation that night, with a cheap disposable razor and a towel to sit on. Starting from the bottom, and shaving from the crack to the cheeks, I began the arduous process of ridding my asss of hair. Occassionally, I would have to clean the razor of accumulated hair and miscellaneous slime, which I did by wiping it on the towel. Slowly, my twin mounds and the between-ravine began to resemble the hairless cheeks of a newborn baby. Finally, I wiped the razor one last time, and surveyed my work. The towel was covered with a pile of hair. My asss was smooth as ivory. I smiled, satisfied, thinking my troubles were over.
Little did I know.
I now have a great respect for anal-hair. Like everything in this world God created, it has its mighty purpose in existence. It was only after I had removed it that I started to learn how much I had been taking it for granted. For one, it provides friction. I learned this the next day, when I walked out into the sun heading for class. After climbing two flights of stairs and starting to sweat, I started to notice something unpleasant. The sweat was accumulating in my crack, and was causing the unpleasant sensation of my two assscheeks sliding past each other with every step. I thought about going to the bathroom and wiping it off, but had to get to class. Eventually, I thought, it would dry.
Unfortunately, it did dry, but only after mingling with the microscopic sh-it- molecules lingering around my brown starfish. When I stood up after class, my cheeks were stuck together with a slimy sticky shhit/sweat combination. As I made my way back to my dorm, it started to itch. DAMN, did it itch! Felt like a swarm of ants was making its way up and down my crack. Fighting to keep from jamming my hand down there and scratching away, I rushed back to the dorm.
Unfortunately again, this exertion caused me to sweat, and when I finally reached my room, my cheeks were sliding back and forth against each other like a pair of horny cane-toads. I quickly dropped my pants, and attempted to dry my asss off by sticking it in front of a fan and spreading my cheeks. As I pulled the two mounds of flesh apart, a horrible stench burst free and filled the room. Every dog within a 4 block radius started to howl. I had it worst of all, as the ripe aroma of festering sh-it/sweat went into the fan and blew back into my face. I fought to keep from heaving. And as I sat there, fighting vomit, my asss cheeks spread and dripping, with the concentrated aroma of my body odor mixed with the tangy smell of my own shhit blowing right into my face, I had only one thought: "It will be like this until the hair grows back. Weeks."
Later on, trying to deal as best I could, wiping my asss at every opportunity, I discovered another wonderful use for asss-hair - ventilation. I attempted to launch a fa-rt, only to have it get stuck between my *********. Apparently, with no hair, the two pink twins can get vacuum sealed together, and the result was a frustrating fa-rt that slid up and down between my cheeks like a lost gerbil.
As if that wasn't enough, I am now enduring further torture. As anyone who has ever shaved anything knows, when hair is first growing in, it comes in as stubble. Imagine your asss having the texture of a brillo pad. Well, that is what I am dealing with now. It is a hellish torture, and there are many times when I just look out the window and contemplate why I shouldn't just jump out and get it all over with in one fleshy splat, rather than endure this constant agony.
Friends, don't shave your asss-hair.
Careful Rawd!:rofl!:
I couldn't stop laughing reading this
Here's a story I ran across a few months ago... it should say it all...
I have recently made a mistake in my life, and I offer my story to alt.tasteless, that you may learn from my error. It all started, as many things do, with me having trouble sh-itting.
No, I was not constipated; this was not a regularity problem but a matter of technique. It seems my asss-hair had grown to such a length that tiny grogans were constantly getting tied up in the matted jungle between my *********. It led to much frustration, with me KNOWING that I still had something to drop, but unable to shake the tenacious turd loose from its butthair dwelling. Eventually I would have to do two things: either reach down with some paper and try to pinch off the lingering loaf (which required careful precision to avoid smearing the creature all over my rear, especially since I had no way of seeing what I was doing) or just go for broke, start wiping, and hope that I could remove all the leftover fecal matter before the toilet paper reached its Can't-Be-Flushed threshold.
I was contemplating this problem, when I had what seemed at the time to be a bright idea. "Hey! This is my butt and my butt-hair, right? So why don't I just eliminate all the hair, and then my grogans will flow out like beer from a keg!" I said to myself. It is a statement that will go down in history with a lot of other regretted statements. "How many Indians could there be?" said by General Custer. "Looks like a good day for a drive!" by JFK. "There! America On-Line now has complete Usenet access!" by some idiot system tech. Such was my anal shaving idea.
I performed the operation that night, with a cheap disposable razor and a towel to sit on. Starting from the bottom, and shaving from the crack to the cheeks, I began the arduous process of ridding my asss of hair. Occassionally, I would have to clean the razor of accumulated hair and miscellaneous slime, which I did by wiping it on the towel. Slowly, my twin mounds and the between-ravine began to resemble the hairless cheeks of a newborn baby. Finally, I wiped the razor one last time, and surveyed my work. The towel was covered with a pile of hair. My asss was smooth as ivory. I smiled, satisfied, thinking my troubles were over.
Little did I know.
I now have a great respect for anal-hair. Like everything in this world God created, it has its mighty purpose in existence. It was only after I had removed it that I started to learn how much I had been taking it for granted. For one, it provides friction. I learned this the next day, when I walked out into the sun heading for class. After climbing two flights of stairs and starting to sweat, I started to notice something unpleasant. The sweat was accumulating in my crack, and was causing the unpleasant sensation of my two assscheeks sliding past each other with every step. I thought about going to the bathroom and wiping it off, but had to get to class. Eventually, I thought, it would dry.
Unfortunately, it did dry, but only after mingling with the microscopic sh-it- molecules lingering around my brown starfish. When I stood up after class, my cheeks were stuck together with a slimy sticky shhit/sweat combination. As I made my way back to my dorm, it started to itch. DAMN, did it itch! Felt like a swarm of ants was making its way up and down my crack. Fighting to keep from jamming my hand down there and scratching away, I rushed back to the dorm.
Unfortunately again, this exertion caused me to sweat, and when I finally reached my room, my cheeks were sliding back and forth against each other like a pair of horny cane-toads. I quickly dropped my pants, and attempted to dry my asss off by sticking it in front of a fan and spreading my cheeks. As I pulled the two mounds of flesh apart, a horrible stench burst free and filled the room. Every dog within a 4 block radius started to howl. I had it worst of all, as the ripe aroma of festering sh-it/sweat went into the fan and blew back into my face. I fought to keep from heaving. And as I sat there, fighting vomit, my asss cheeks spread and dripping, with the concentrated aroma of my body odor mixed with the tangy smell of my own shhit blowing right into my face, I had only one thought: "It will be like this until the hair grows back. Weeks."
Later on, trying to deal as best I could, wiping my asss at every opportunity, I discovered another wonderful use for asss-hair - ventilation. I attempted to launch a fa-rt, only to have it get stuck between my *********. Apparently, with no hair, the two pink twins can get vacuum sealed together, and the result was a frustrating fa-rt that slid up and down between my cheeks like a lost gerbil.
As if that wasn't enough, I am now enduring further torture. As anyone who has ever shaved anything knows, when hair is first growing in, it comes in as stubble. Imagine your asss having the texture of a brillo pad. Well, that is what I am dealing with now. It is a hellish torture, and there are many times when I just look out the window and contemplate why I shouldn't just jump out and get it all over with in one fleshy splat, rather than endure this constant agony.
Friends, don't shave your asss-hair.
Careful Rawd!:rofl!:
shakeandbake
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Waxing of the behind doenst hurt at all
The balls and surrounding does ... some parts a lot more then others.
I personally wax the behind , shave the chode and balls etc (use a womens razor and have never ever cut myself) and trim everywhere else with a beard trimmer
Just gotta find what works for you
The balls and surrounding does ... some parts a lot more then others.
I personally wax the behind , shave the chode and balls etc (use a womens razor and have never ever cut myself) and trim everywhere else with a beard trimmer
Just gotta find what works for you
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Haha! This was posted on CL years ago! Legendary!
Thanks, I had forgotten about it.
Still, I'm booked and I'm loath to break a promise
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Guido
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I should book an appointment and snap a shot of the attendants face when I pull down my pants and she stares at my ass! :LMAO:
Serious question, if someone shaves their balls and pubic area do they not also have to shave the chest stomach and legs? Will it not look odd standing naked with a bald spot only in your groin area?
Serious question, if someone shaves their balls and pubic area do they not also have to shave the chest stomach and legs? Will it not look odd standing naked with a bald spot only in your groin area?
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Alright peckers, Im glad to report that the deed is done. Not sure that I would highly recommend it, but it wasn't nearly as bad as I expected. (yes Sillygirl, I followed your advice and took some Advil)
The good news is that NumbNuts works. The topical numbing agent definitely dulls the pain. I almost had to go without, because they forgot to send me the tube before my appointment. Fortunately, I had also scheduled to have my brows done. That gave me enought time to put on the cream (you need about 15 min for it to take effect).
The manzilian is pretty much what you expect. Hot wax on your balls isnt nearly as fun as it sounds. My tech actually started counting off at sound point. One two three yank! I asked her to stop counting and just yank. Knowing when it would come was just brutal.
The worst part was obviously the balls. It felt like a thousand razors shredding my sac. All I can say is thank god I'm not Persian! Lol.
They also set me up with some loofa soap for exfoliating and some lotion to discourage ingrown hairs.
The bad news that the place is crawling with hot chicks. I counted three as I waited in the lounge. Worse yet, my tech was a super cute girl. Sadly, she was very professional. She barely handled the goods. (she made me move around my stuff and stretch the skin when she waxed.)
Im already booked to go back in a month.
Btw, love the brow thing. What a difference.
The good news is that NumbNuts works. The topical numbing agent definitely dulls the pain. I almost had to go without, because they forgot to send me the tube before my appointment. Fortunately, I had also scheduled to have my brows done. That gave me enought time to put on the cream (you need about 15 min for it to take effect).
The manzilian is pretty much what you expect. Hot wax on your balls isnt nearly as fun as it sounds. My tech actually started counting off at sound point. One two three yank! I asked her to stop counting and just yank. Knowing when it would come was just brutal.
The worst part was obviously the balls. It felt like a thousand razors shredding my sac. All I can say is thank god I'm not Persian! Lol.
They also set me up with some loofa soap for exfoliating and some lotion to discourage ingrown hairs.
The bad news that the place is crawling with hot chicks. I counted three as I waited in the lounge. Worse yet, my tech was a super cute girl. Sadly, she was very professional. She barely handled the goods. (she made me move around my stuff and stretch the skin when she waxed.)
Im already booked to go back in a month.
Btw, love the brow thing. What a difference.
Thanks for the info!
Awww, which tech did you have? PM if necessary.
Which brow service did you get? I wonder whether the "shaping" is worth it.
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I had Nikki. Great girl. Friendly and chatty. Joked around a lot,
I just did the brow clean up service. Nikki said that shaping is prob too much....don't wanna look like a woman.
SillyGirl
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Lol, too soon to tell. I was hoping she would say "oh my RAWD, you look so big!". Alas, no such luck.
I think so, but frankly, I couldn't bear to look.
The place was certainly nice enough. Very bright and airy. The only downside was that the lounge was at the front of the store, which is a corner location in the heart of Yonge and St. Claire. It has full windows on two sides. Anyone walking on the street of stuck in traffic can see who is about to get their stuff waxed.
