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On pubic hair and fire.
Dec. 11th, 2004 08:29 pmMatt, the lovely gent with whom I work, is a strange sort of person. He's 19 and way fucking cooler than I will ever hope to ever be. Yes, he is.
I was leaving work and my mate was waiting for me to get done with adding up my sales, and Matt says, "You'd think fire would be an efficient way to remove pubic hair."
Jon and I stood sort of stunned. "You've tried this?"
"Yes. And I'm telling you, the smell is horrendous. I thought there'd be quick flash and all the hair would be gone, but nope. It took forever."
He didn't seem too concerned by the presence of fire in such close proximity to his more sensitive parts. Men are weird.
I was leaving work and my mate was waiting for me to get done with adding up my sales, and Matt says, "You'd think fire would be an efficient way to remove pubic hair."
Jon and I stood sort of stunned. "You've tried this?"
"Yes. And I'm telling you, the smell is horrendous. I thought there'd be quick flash and all the hair would be gone, but nope. It took forever."
He didn't seem too concerned by the presence of fire in such close proximity to his more sensitive parts. Men are weird.
