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Wax = Teh evul!

PostPosted: Thu Jul 07, 2005 5:04 am
by Oddysee
Nuff said!




:twisted: Tm

PostPosted: Thu Jul 07, 2005 11:15 am
by Jugsmalone
Is that cold Wax or H0t wax is it scented or unscented???? Im confused Evil hmmm

PostPosted: Thu Jul 07, 2005 11:37 am
by Merkaba
*scratches his head*

PostPosted: Thu Jul 07, 2005 11:10 pm
by Maar
there are worse alternatives to wax.... then again, it all depends on the location of application....


oddly, this reminds me of something I read a few years ago.


Wednesday, February 5, 2003 -- tork said:
And as some of you heard about, I woke up late here recently, and instead of using the trusty Mach3 (yes, I have two) to shave my pubes, I thought, "What the f$ck?", grabbed clippers instead and went to work.

In a bit of pube shaving etiquette for you tomentose knuckle draggers, you shave the pubes before a shower, so you can wash away any traces left behind, but of course, before my shower I wasn't fully awake. This may or may not have contributed to the attendant risks placing the equivlate to a gasoline powered set of hedge clippers near my pride and joy were somehow acceptable for the admittedly modest increase in speed, but that's for historians to decide - I'm a doer, blazing new trails in the field of personal hygine and grooming. Regardless, things are going great and I'm giving serious consideration to the thought of switching to the clippers full time, not to mention the bonus buzzing/vibrating aspect and all at 6AM...

But I played with fire - on an errant pass to clean things up, I got too close to the sack, and I found out suddenly that no matter how well clippers might perform on smooth skin, the wrinkled bean bag is a different story. Just as groin transitions to sack, the clippers gobbled it up like a thousand tiny teeth, rolling the meat up like an angry peice of salt water taffy - I yelped like some wounded animal and jerked back the whirling dervish instantly, but the damage had been done: tiny nick perforations along a 1 inch section of sack welled up and started to bleed, weeping blood to match my tears as I struggled to quickly invent some half assed plausible story to tell the 911 operator.

I quickly grabbed some toilet paper and a styptic pencil, but when I applied the chalk-like tip, it was like a white hot poker, and I doubled over and squatted baseball style, bouncing involuntarily as my testicles dangled and dribbled - bleeding, burning, above the cold unyielding tile, as a fuzzy blue rug near the toilet taunting me in unshorn glory. That's okay a__hole, I'll be pissing on you later.

I was able to recover, and carefully mummified my balls to staunch the bleeding, and mummified my cack while I was down there - if I had a marker I could have written U S A down the shaft to have my own pocket rocket complete with armed warhead. Again, I must stress in my own defense, I hadn't even had a shower yet - it all seemed like a good idea.

After an interminable few minutes the fire raging downstairs cooled, and I gently unwrapped to perform a damage assessment - a long row of pin pricks with twin groves formed from the blades gobbling up the unsuspecting loose skin. I looked around for a band-aid or anything to cover my junks up, but of course the only thing I could find were the butterfly types used for finger joints. Undeterred, I slapped a pair on - only then did it hit me I still needed a shower. To give credit where credit is due, I must say the Johnson & Johnson folks really do make a fine waterproof skin adhesive which I have no doubt has its uses, but this was the last thing I needed on my still-unshaven sack.

Enter wounded animal yelping sound number two, a quick shower and a Telfa pad with tape to wrap up my morning - literally - but I was worried about it all day long as I got the thinking about it - I didn't want to accidentally sit down wrong on my sack and eject a ball. I could just imagine a sound something akin to ripping a vinyl seat cover as the little perforations let go and the distictive cartoon *pop* of major injury and I'd be huddled in a corner trying to tucking things back in after a blow out -while JB Weld is pretty good stuff, I don't think it's approved for scrotal repair (yet).

Moral of the story: You can't rush greatness.


now, as I said, there are things worse than wax.

somehow, I don't know if this falls within the PG-13 rating of the boards... even after minor editing.

PostPosted: Fri Jul 08, 2005 12:34 am
by Darth Bootay
ROTFLMAO!!

That was beautiful.

PostPosted: Fri Jul 08, 2005 2:45 am
by Oddysee
Ok, so maybe that was worse... But still, wax = Teh evol!
I totally sympathise for this dude tho... Before you have a shower, some things really do seem like a good idea at the time...
Then you wake up and realise a few things, like:
Why didn't I think about numbing cream?
Why on earth did I even do it.
And why didn't I think about numbing cream?



:( Tm

PostPosted: Fri Jul 08, 2005 3:02 am
by Maar
why you did it is easy, there are always two main reasons.

1. "she wanted me to try it" being the most prevalent one. mostly because you can pass the blame off incase anyone finds out and asks.

2. it's summer, it's hot out, I don't wear a wool hat on my head; why would I want the equivalent someplace else?


as for how you came to the conclusion that wax was the answer, that's one only YOU can explain..... I'm not even going to try.


now, you think wax is the evil? wait till you find out about regrowth and stubble....

PostPosted: Sat Jul 09, 2005 8:53 am
by Drhecate
ok i was hoping on a story involving candles, but nevermind :p

PostPosted: Tue Jul 12, 2005 6:02 am
by Oddysee
Maar wrote:1. "she wanted me to try it" being the most prevalent one. mostly because you can pass the blame off incase anyone finds out and asks.


Uhm... Dude I'm single, so that's a dud...
I'm just one of those people who does dumb things when bored. Last time I was really bored I pierced my tongue. Again, it seemed like a good idea at the time...
If a thought enters my head, it stays there till I try it. It's only a matter of time till I get bored enough to do it.

I fear for the day I start playing with piercing anything else... :?

You know... Looking at all this, I begin to wish it had been a story about candles... Even tho' I can't see how one would look... How can you have a story about candles? I mean, they might be part of something, sure, but just candles? Wouldn't that get a little dull?




:twisted: Tm

PostPosted: Tue Jul 12, 2005 11:23 am
by Darth Bootay
Oh ye of small imagination...

<gigglesnorts and sneaks away>

PostPosted: Thu Jul 14, 2005 9:27 am
by epiphonic
that never happens to me when i shave my gnads with a head-trimmer, i dont tell my friends about it when I shave their heads though ><
heh
not kidding.

PostPosted: Thu Jul 14, 2005 12:23 pm
by Mivat
Nothing beats good old very mild shaving-gel without perfume,a sharp razor, and lots and lots of warm water. Just don't forget to use a lotion afterwards :P

PostPosted: Thu Jul 14, 2005 12:26 pm
by Darth Bootay
Mivat wrote:Nothing beats good old very mild shaving-gel without perfume,a sharp razor, and lots and lots of warm water. Just don't forget to use a lotion afterwards :P


O.o

....................

............................Miv...?

Is that personal experience?

PostPosted: Thu Jul 14, 2005 12:35 pm
by Mivat
SaintBootay wrote:
Mivat wrote:Nothing beats good old very mild shaving-gel without perfume,a sharp razor, and lots and lots of warm water. Just don't forget to use a lotion afterwards :P


O.o

....................

............................Miv...?

Is that personal experience?


Perhaps, but then again, perhaps not =)

I'm neither denying or admitting anything ^^