lmao, it’s just a story that I got in my email Steph.

Tho in reality, I could see something as insane as this actually happening to me, I’m a bit of a klutz and have bad luck at times, esp. with beauty stuff. (Case in point: last night I was trying to put on some mascara, and poked myself in the eye. Then, when that one stopped tearing, I accidentially poked myself in the other eye. Attractive, huh. )

And on men: I don’t mind some hair on men, but occasionally it can get a bit much - my Dad’s pelt, for example. In those cases, maybe a little removal would be nice, but I certainly wouldn’t love a man less if he chose not to do so.

Sorry about the necro-post, but I HAD to respond to this. I read it out loud to Crafty and Berlyn last night.  Too Funny!
They laughed so hard they were crying!

For some reason, they BOTH seemed to commiserate with this story! (I, being a manly-man, don’t know why, but I digress!)

Funniest bit of fluff we have read in a VERY LONG TIME!