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Super Glue removal from Military uniform? My husband stupidly just got super glue on his dress blues uniform. We have the Marine Corps ball in 3 hours, how do we get it off? Lol. Thank you!

Super glue removal from furniture? I have accidentaly spilled some standard super glue from walmart or gas station (small disposable tube) onto my brand new solid cherry wooden home office desk. I need to know how to remove this without damaging the bueatiful stained wood finish. Some spots appear to be soaked in, and others are raised, dried glue. Any suggestions....... PLEASE HELP!

Super Glue Removal from painted ABS plastic? I have used super glue to bond a crack on a motorcycle plastic painted fairing. Some of the glue ended up on the plastic and smeared. Does anyone know something to take off the glue with harming the paint on the plastic or the plastic itself? Thank You

Super glue removal? i got super glue on my class ring when i was doing a physics project. is there anything i can do to get it out?

Removal of Super Glue on Laminated Counter Tops? I was wondering if somebody knew how to remove super glue from a laminated counter top without ruining the finish. I'll take any suggestions. Thank you.

Is there a solution for the removal of super-glue from the skin? Had a little accident.

Super Glue Removal? I was supergluing a jewel to my nose to make it look like it was pierced to trick my friend, and at the same time I spilt the super glue on my mothers coat. It's really expensive, and I need to get it out. I am 13 and really stupid, and I NEED to get it out... We tried to nail polish emedie thing, but it doesn't work. I think it's like made out of cow hide or something. I was supergluing a jewel to my nose to make it look like it was pierced to trick my friend, and at the same time I spilt the super glue on my mothers coat. It's really expensive, and I need to get it out. I am 13 and really stupid, and I NEED to get it out... We tried that nail polish remedie thing, but it doesn't work. I think it's like made out of cow hide or something.

super glue removal?!? i know this is going to sound weird and stupid but i was super gluing a heart-shaped box and i fumbled it and dropped it on my leg, it didn't stick but now i have this huge heart-shaped blob on my leg and it hurts really bad! how do i get it off?

removal of super glue on the head of a eye glass screw? the glue covers head of screw cant scratch off and I tried nail polish remover I cant get screw driver in phillips head to turn

removal of super glue from object? I accidently got superglue on something and want to know if there is anything that will take this off, it is a porcelian figurine

Removal of super glue from car??? Have paid a carwash $100 bucks for hotwax, cut and polish but nothing is working. He said he will not scrape it off because it can rip the paint off, AND thinner did not work??? Kids put it on the whole side of my car!!! What can i do????

how do you get super glue off your car paint? i have an x m antenna the has a magnet, but sometimes it moves around, so i had a bright idea that if i super glued the antenna to the top, it would not move, it works! until you have to change it out, yes mine went bad so it had to be removed, upon removal a paint chip came off thats no big deal but it left a super glue spot, how do i remove it off the paint<HELP>

Extension glue removal? I REALLY need some help with this one. Okay, I had glue in extensions put in my hair. They were just too much of a hassle so I decided to take them out. I used super bond oil remover and I also used the shampoo. Yes, the extensions came out, after more than an hour's work. Now, I have a nasty build up of glue all over my roots. It's not even clumps, it has just spread so much that it's like gooey. To further remove the oil from the super bond removal, I used witch hazel, and lemon juice. STILL no luck with the glue coming out. PLEASE HELP! Oh, TRUST ME, NEVER again will I get glue in extensions.

Crazy glue removal? Well, theres people that used to be my friend but lately they just seem to have been stabbing me in the back. anyway, recently, one of them decides to crazy/super glue my bag to itself. I'm wondering if theres a way that i can get rid of it easily. thanks for all those who helped Its not that they bully me, its just i'm getting really irritated from all the stuff they do to me. They think its funny, but honestly, it just pisses me off more. I could beat them up or exact my revenge on them, but i'm not like that. and when i do get my revenge, i wait about 3-5 weeks after the situation happens, that way they won't expect it was me.

Sensitive Area Superglue Removal? Long story short, I touched my penis just after having superglued my computer speakers back together and i covered the hole. I know I covered the penis hole tip becuase I can't urinate. it is literally sealed. I am too embarassed to call 911 because its late in the morning and my mother will know i was masturbating. Does anyone know an easy and painless way to remove the super glue?

I want to join since I came upon more effective help for me but I can't see how to add it or my identity.? I still can not figure out how to joinl I thought I saw a password I could use previously but I can't . find it. I was searching for removal of super glue from the end of my finger. - but I had other information to add for eyes....which is horrible and hapenned to me to include...There seems to be a pioblem signing up..It's 6 am. Thanks I am thegremone@yahoo.com mch

HELP!?!?!?! fake nail removal? I put a fake nail on and i didn't center it right and now it is tuck to my skin. I used the super glue stuff that came with it. the nail is stuck to my finger and it hurts because it is pinching my skin. How the heck do you remove fake nails?!

wart removal? a friend has one. She wants to try the super glue way. but she doesn't have much info in it. any help?? U put it on ur wart, then wat? For how long? And if u can't wet it how do take a shower?

an idea for clothes lint removal? Everyone has the problem, some worse than others. I am talking about lint from your clothes. Sometimes, we accidently wash clothes with a towel or two thrown in, and we end up with a mess! The shirt or pants have a ton of lint balls on them. The lint is like caked on the clothes, and it's so hard to get off! I have used brushes,and also the battery operated lint removal tools. Both processes are quite tedious, and sometimes you wanna just throw the piece of clothing out. It's so maddening, trying to remove a bunch of lint that seems to be magically super-glued to the clothes. Well, there is something called a negative ion generator, which causes dust in the air to vanish, by collecting it onto a needle, or some other contraption. Why don't they make a clothes dryer, with a built-in negative ion generator? It could cause the lint to basically fall off the clothes, with very little effort in removing it with a brush or battery operated contraption. so what's everyone think?

Should I see a dermatologist? I have very sensitive skin and I break out in hives almost every time super glue, sunscreen and most soap touches my skin. I also can't use any type of nair or hair removal like that of I break out in hives as well. I also have small red bumps up and down my upper arms that my friend said was due to dry skin, but I'm not so sure. Would a dermatologist help my sensitive skin and find skin care products that won't make me break out?

Glued anus shut, help.? I have a medical disorder were I need to apply medical ointment to the inside and outside part of my anus before I poop to lower risk of infection. This was my first time applying the ointment and mistakened the super glue bottle for my anal ointment. Its been almost an hour and a half since I last attempted to poop but I cannot seem to force the anus open even with the use of my fingers it will not open. I do not own nail polish removal ( I am a male) and I don't think it'd be wise to knock on my neighbor's door for nail polish removal 12 am at night. I would drive but I cannot spread my legs far apart due to the glue or it begans to hurt and possibly tear skin (which won't help prevent infection). I can get assistance in the early morning when my wife returns home but I still have to take poop which is becoming quite urgent and I won't be able to hold it till the morning not to mention the longer I hold it the more it tries to force itself, forcing my anus to tear more. Its not hurting too bad but its becoming worse. Please help.

Hair Extention Removal Disaster!? I had glue-in extentions (yes I know BAD) and I was told to remove them using baby oil...totally worked, but now its super greasy after I washed it and there is still glue on my scalp. HELLLLP ASAP. I look like a greaseball.

removing wall-mounted corner shelf? The former owners of my house put a small triangular shelf into a corner space in the kitchen. Great idea, but I would like to have it about two inches higher to maximize usable counter space, and it is not level so anything I put on it is in danger of sliding off. Because it is not level, I assume it was not part of the original construction, but a "handyman" project. I want to remove/reposition it. Problem is, I can't figure out how it's mounted. I see no supports under the shelf, and can't find evidence of any screws going through the shelf itself into the wall. I thought it might be simply glued on, but if it is that's some super-strong glue, because I can't get the shelf to even wiggle. How might this be mounted/affixed, and what is the removal technique most likely to result in the shelf being removed without the wall being destroyed? I know I'll have to patch and paint, but I'm hoping to accomplish this without any knocking gaping holes in the drywall. Thanks!

ONE FOR THE GIRLS ( PART TWO )? IF YOU HAVE NOT READ PART ONE PLEASE READ THAT FIRST THIS IS THE CONCLUTION IT DID NOT FIT ON ONE PAGE BEST TO COPY PAST IT READ LATER ALTOGETHER The scream probably woke the kids and scared the dickens out of my friend. Its sooo painful, but I really don't care. "IT WORKS!! It works!!" I get a hearty Slowly I ease my head down, foot still perched on the toilet. I see the hair. The hair that should be on the strip...it's not! I touch. I am touching wax. I run my fingers over the most sensitive part of my body, which is now covered in cold wax and matted hair. Then I make the next BIG mistake...remember my foot is still propped up on the toilet? I know I need to do something. So I put my foot down. SEALED SHUT!!!! MY BUTT IS SEALED SHUT! SEALED SHUT!!!! I penguin walk around the bathroom trying to figure out what to do and think to myself "Please don't let me get the urge to poop. My head may pop off!" What can I do to melt the wax? Hot water!! Hot water melts wax!! I'll run the hottest water I can stand into the bathtub, get in, immerse the wax-covered bits and the wax should melt and I can gently wipe it off, right??? WRONG!!!!!!!****** I get in the tub - the water is slightly hotter than that used to torture prisoners of war or sterilize surgical equipment - I sit. Now, the only thing worse than having your nether regions glued together, is having them glued together and then glued to the bottom of the tub...in scalding hot water. Which, by the way, doesn't melt cold wax. So, now I'm stuck to the bottom of the tub as though I had cemented myself to the porcelain!! God bless the man who had convinced me a few months ago to have a phone put in the bathroom!!!!! I call my friend, thinking surely she has waxed before and has some secret of how to get me undone. It's a very good conversation starter...... "So, my butt and hoo-ha are glued together to the bottom of the tub!" There is a slight pause. She doesn't know any secret tricks for removal but she does try to hide her laughter from me. She wants to know exactly where the wax is located, "Are we talking cheeks or hole or hoo-ha?" She's laughing out loud by now...I can hear her. I give her the rundown and she suggests I call the number on the side of the box. YEAH!!!!! Right!! I should be the joke of someone else's night. While we go through various solutions. I resort to trying to scrape the wax off with a razor Nothing feels better than to have your girlie goodies covered in hot wax, glued shut, stuck to the tub in super hot water and then dry-shaving the sticky wax off!! By now the brain is not working, dignity has taken a major hike and I'm pretty sure I'm going to need Post-Traumatic Stress counseling for this event. My friend is still talking with me when I finally see my saving grace....the lotion they give you to remove the excess wax. What do I really have to lose at this point? I rub some on and. OH MY GOD!!!!!!! congratulation from my friend and she hangs up. I successfully remove the remainder of the wax and then notice to my grief and despair.... THE HAIR IS STILL THERE......ALL OF IT! So I recklessly shave it off. Heck, I'm numb by now. Nothing hurts. I could have amputated my own leg at this point. Next week I'm going to try hair color......

hair extensions and hair breakage? Has anyone experienced hair breakage due to extensions? A litle over a year ago, I had heavy, glued in extensions removed from my hair. I was devestated at the sight of how thin and sparse it was. At the current time, I do not have any bald spots and hair so thin tupon removal that a little pony tail holder was too big for- is now looking much fuller. What I am experiencing is the under layer of hair coming back and currently in very short pieces. I do my best to volumize my hair (use products such as big sexy hair, sebastian double body shampoo, nexxus thickening shampoo & conditioner, bed head,super star lotion) & I also take vitamins, have already seen a doctor who specializes in hair loss and has told me that he saw no real problem, that I was young and healthy and it should take about a year for me to feel totally back to normal. (I got this info. over the summer) So my question is, has anyone experienced something similar concerning hairloss and what did you do? Advice?Products? Do NOT give me advice about where to find extensions. That's the last thing I would do again in my life.

hair breakage?? Has anyone experienced hair breakage due to extensions? A litle over a year ago, I had heavy, glued in extensions removed from my hair. I was devestated at the sight of how thin and sparse it was. At the current time, I do not have any bald spots and hair so thin upon removal that a little pony tail holder was too big for- is now looking much fuller. What I am experiencing is the under layer of hair coming back and currently in very short pieces. I do my best to volumize my hair (use products such as big sexy hair, sebastian double body shampoo, nexxus thickening shampoo & conditioner, bed head,super star lotion) & I also take vitamins, have already seen a doctor who specializes in hair loss and has told me that he saw no real problem, that I was young and healthy and it should take about a year for it to get back to normal. (I got this info. over the summer) My question is, has anyone experienced something similar concerning hairloss and what did you do? Advice?Products? What did u do

Super Glue removal from Military uniform? My husband stupidly just got super glue on his dress blues uniform. We have the Marine Corps ball in 3 hours, how do we get it off? Lol. Thank you!

Super glue removal? Trying to remove superglue from the dash of my car, acetone was not effective.... Any other ideas?

Removal.............? All hair removal methods have tricked women with their promises of easy, painless removal - The Epilady, scissors, razors, Nair and now...the wax. Read on......... My night began as any other normal weeknight. Come home, fix dinner, play with the kids. I then had the thought that would ring painfully in my mind for the next few hours: 'Maybe I should pull the waxing kit out of the medicine cabinet.' So I headed to the site of my demise: the bathroom. It was one of those 'cold wax' kits. No melting a clump of hot wax, you just rub the strips together in your hand, they get warm and you peel them apart and press them to your leg (or wherever else) and you pull the hair right off. No muss, no fuss. How hard c an i t be? I mean, I'm not a genius, but I am mechanically inclined enough to figure this out. (YA THINK!?!) So I pull one of the thin strips out. Its two strips facing each other stuck together. Instead of rubbing them together, my genius kicks in so I get out the hair dryer and heat it to 1000 degrees. ('Cold wax,' yeah...right!) I lay the strip across my thigh. Hold the skin around it tight and pull. It works! OK, so it wasn't the best feeling, but it wasn't too bad. I can do this! Hair removal no longer eludes me! I am She-rah, fighter of all wayward body hair and maker of smooth skin extraordinaire. With my next wax strip I move north. After checking on the kids, I sneak back into the bathroom, for the ultimate hair fighting championship. I drop my panties and place one foot on the toilet. Using the same procedure, I apply the wax strip across the right side of my bikini line, covering the right half of my hoo-ha and stretching down to the inside of my butt cheek (it was a long strip) I inhale deeply and brace myself....RRRRIIIPPP!!!! I'm blind!!! Blinded from pain!!!!....OH MY GAWD!!!!!!!!! Vision returning, I notice that I've only managed to pull off half the strip. CRAP! Another deep breath and RIPP! Everything is spinning and spotted. I think I may pass out...must stay conscious...must stay conscious. Do I hear crashing drums??? Breathe, breathe...OK, back to normal. I want to see my trophy - a wax covered strip, the one that has caused me so much pain, with my hairy pelt sticking to it. I want to revel in the glory that is my triumph over body hair. I hold up the strip! There's no hair on it. Where is the hair??? WHERE IS THE WAX??? Slowly I ease my head down, foot still perched on the toilet. I see the hair. The hair that should be on the strip...it's not! I touch. I am touching wax. I run my fingers over the most sensitive part of my body, which is now covered in cold wax and matted hair. Then I make the next BIG mistake...remember my foot is still propped upon the toilet? I know I need to do something. So I put my foot down. Sealed shut! My butt is sealed shut. Sealed shut! I penguin walk around the bathroom trying to figure out what to do and think to myself 'Please don't let me get the urge to poop. My head may pop off!' What can I do to melt the wax? Hot water!! Hot water melts wax!! I'll run the hottest water I can stand, into the bathtub, get in, immerse the wax-covered bits and the wax should melt and I can gently wipe it off, right??? *WRONG!!!!!!!* I get in the tub - the water is slightly hotter than that used to torture prisoners of war or sterilize surgical equipment - I sit. Now, the only thing worse than having your nether regions glued together, is having them glued together and then glued to the bottom of the tub....in scalding hot water. Which, by the way, doesn't melt cold wax. So, now I'm stuck to the bottom of the tub as though I had cemented myself to the porcelain!! God bless the man who had convinced me a few months ago to have a phone put in the bathroom!!!!! I call my friend, thinking surely she has waxed before and has some secret of how to get me undone. It's a very good conversation starter. 'So, my butt and hoo-ha are glued together to the bottom of the tub!' There is a slight pause. She doesn't know any secret tricks for removal but she does try to hide her laughter from me. She wants to know exactly where the wax is located,'Are we talking cheeks or hole or hoo-ha?' She's laughing out loud by now...I can hear her. I give her the rundown and she suggests I call the number on the side of the box. YEAH!!!!! Right!! I should be the joke of someone else's night. While we go through various solutions. I resort to trying to scrape the wax off with a razor . Nothing feels better than to have your girlie goodies covered in hot wax, glued shut, stuck to the tub in super hot water and then dry-shaving the sticky wax off!! By now the brain is not working, dignity has taken a major hike and I'm pretty sure I'm going to need Post-Traumatic Stress counseling for this event. My frien My friend is still talking with me when I finally see my saving grace....the lotion they give you to remove the excess wax. What do I really have to lose at this point? I rub some on and OH MY GOD!!!!!!! The scream probably woke the kids and scared the dickens out of my friend. It's sooo painful, but I really don't care. 'IT WORKS!! It works !!' I get a hearty congratu la ti on from my friend and she hangs up. I successfully remove the remainder of the wax and then notice to my grief and despair....THE HAIR IS STILL THERE.......ALL OF IT! So I recklessly shave it off. Heck, I'm numb by now. Nothing hurts. I could have amputated my own leg at this point. Next week I'm going to try hair color...... Star if it made you laugh, and leave a comment. Ok, now I'm dying of emberassment! This story was emailed to me! Didn't happen to me! Though I do have some true life hysterical stores that DID happen to me. Like the time I got locked in a Grey Hound toilet on the bus....never mind. Sometimes it's best to keep certain things to ones self.

spiritually laughing: have you ever had trials and tribulations with hair removal? THIS IS HYSTERICAL! (I don't have a clue as to who wrote this, but....WHAT A HOOT!) All hair removal methods have tricked women with their promises of easy, painless removal - The Epilady, scissors, razors, Nair and now...the wax. Read on......... My night began as any other normal weeknight. Come home, fix dinner, play with the kids. I then had the thought that would ring painfully in my mind for the next few hours: 'Maybe I should pull the waxing kit out of the medicine cabinet.' So I headed to the site of my demise:( the bathroom.) It was one of those 'cold wax' kits. No melting a clump of hot wax, you just rub the strips together in your hand, they get warm and you peel them apart and press them to your leg (or wherever else) and you pull the hair right off. No muss, no fuss. How hard can it be? I mean, I'm not a genius, but I am mechanically inclined enough to figure this out. (YOU'D THINK!?!) So I pull one of the thin strips out. Its two strips facing each other stuck together. Instead of rubbing them together, my genius kicks in so I get out the hair dryer and heat it to 1000 degrees. ('Cold wax,' yeah...right!) I lay the strip across my thigh. Hold the skin around it tight and pull. It works! OK, so it wasn't the best feeling, but it wasn't too bad. I can do this! Hair removal no longer eludes me! I am She-rah, fighter of all wayward body hair and maker of smooth skin extraordinaire. With my next wax strip I move north. After checking on the kids, I sneak back into the bathroom, for the ultimate hair fighting championship. I drop my panties and place one foot on the toilet. Using the same procedure, I apply the wax strip across the right side of my bikini line, covering the right half of my hoo-ha and stretching down to the inside of my butt cheek (it was a long strip) I inhale deeply and brace myself....RRRRIIIPPP!!!! I'm blind!!! Blinded from pain!!!!....OH MY GAWD!!!!!!!!! Vision returning, I notice that I've only managed to pull off half the strip. CRAP! Another deep breath and RIPP! Everything is spinning and spotted. I think I may pass out...must stay conscious...must stay conscious. Do I hear crashing drums??? Breathe, breathe...OK, back to normal. I want to see my trophy - a wax covered strip, the one that has caused me so much pain, with my hairy pelt sticking to it. I want to revel in the glory that is my triumph over body hair. I hold up the strip! There's no hair on it. Where is the hair??? WHERE IS THE WAX??? Slowly I ease my head down, foot still perched on the toilet. I see the hair. The hair that should be on the strip...but isn't....... I touch it I am touching wax. I run my fingers over the most sensitive part of my body, which is now covered in cold wax and matted hair. Then I make the next BIG mistake...remember that my foot is still propped upon the toilet? I know I need to do something. So I put my foot down. Sealed shut! My butt is sealed shut. Sealed shut! I penguin walk around the bathroom trying to figure out what to do and think to myself 'Please don't let me get the urge to poop. My head may pop off!' What can I do to melt the wax? Hot water!! Hot water melts wax!! I'll run the hottest water I can stand, into the bathtub, get in, immerse the wax-covered bits and the wax should melt and I can gently wipe it off, right??? *WRONG!!!!!!!* I get in the tub - the water is slightly hotter than than I am use to. I feel like a tortured prisoner of war as I sit down in the scalding hot water. Now, the only thing worse than having your nether regions glued together, is having them glued together and then glued to the bottom of the tub....in scalding hot water. Which, by the way, doesn't melt cold wax. So, now I'm stuck to the bottom of the tub as though I had cemented myself to the porcelain!! God bless the man who had convinced me a few months ago to have a phone put in the bathroom!!!!! I call my friend, thinking surely she has waxed before and has some secret of how to get me undone. It's a very good conversation starter. 'So, my butt and hoo-ha are glued together to the bottom of the tub!' There is a slight pause. She doesn't know any secret tricks for removal but she does try to hide her laughter from me. She wants to know exactly where the wax is located,'Are we talking cheeks or hole or hoo-ha?' She's laughing out loud by now...I can hear her. I give her the rundown and she suggests I call the number on the side of the box. YEAH!!!!! Right!!Like I should be the joke of someone else's night.(NOT) While we go through various solutions. I resort to trying to scrape the wax off with a razor .. Nothing feels better than to have your girlie goodies covered in hot wax, glued shut, stuck to the tub in super hot water and then dry-shaving the sti oh no it cut off shame on me for not checking I'll post the rest in a second booooo me! the sticky wax off!! By now the brain is not working, dignity has taken a major hike and I'm pretty sure I'm going to need post-Traumatic Stress counseling for this event. My friend is still talking with me when I finally see my saving grace....the lotion they give you to remove the excess wax. What do I really have to lose at this point? I rub some on and OH MY GAWD!!!!!!! The scream probably woke the kids and scared the dickens out of my friend. It's sooo painful, but I really don't care. 'IT WORKS!! It works !!' I get a hearty congratulation from my friend who is still laughing and she hangs up. I successfully remove the remainder of the wax and then notice to my grief and despair....THE HAIR IS STILL THERE.......ALL OF IT! So I recklessly shave it off. Heck, I'm numb by now. Nothing hurts. I could have amputated my own leg at this point Next week I'm going to try hair color......

Are you Bored? 474 Things To Do When You're Bored - Wax the ceiling - Rearrange political campaign signs - Sharpen your teeth - Play Houdini with one of your siblings - Braid your dog's hair - Clean and polish your belly button - Water your dog...see if he grows - Wash a tree - Knight yourself - Name your child Edsel - Scare Stephen King - Give your cat a mohawk - Purr - Mow your carpet - Play Pat Boone records backwards - Vacuum your lawn - Sleep on a bed of nails - DON'T toss and turn - Boil ice cream - Run around in squares - Think of quadruple entendres - Speak in acronyms - Have your pillow X-rayed - Drink straight shots...of water - Calmly have a nervous breakdown - Give your goldfish a perm - Fly a brick - Play tag...on West 35th Street - Exorcise a ghost - Exercise a ghost - Be blue - Be red - But don't be orange - Plant a shoe - Sweat - Give a Rorschach test to your gerbil - Turn - Write a letter to Plato - Mail it - Take your sofa for a walk - Start - Stop - Dial 911 and breathe heavily - Go to a funeral...tell jokes - Play the piano...with mittens on - Scheme - Sit - Stay - Water your family room - Cause a power failure - Roll over - Play dead - Find a witch - Burn her - Donate your brother's body to science - Ask why - Wriggle - Regress - Sleepwalk without sleeping - Try to join Hell's Angels by mail - Wonder - Be a square root - Ask stupid questions - Weld your car doors shut - Spew - Vacation at Three-Mile Island - Surf Ohio - Teach your pet rock to play dead - Go bowling for small game - Be a monk...for a day - Wear a sweatband to your wedding - Staple - Run away - Intimidate a piece of chalk - Abuse the plumbing - Bend a florescent light - Bend a brick - Annoy total strangers - Let the best man win - Believe in Santa Claus - Throw marshmallows against the wall - Hold an ice cube as long as possible - Adopt strange mannerisms - Blow up a balloon until it pops - Sing soft and sweet and clear - Sing loud and sour and gravely - Open everything - Balance a pencil on your nose - Pour milk in your shoes - Write graffiti under the rug - Embarrass yourself - Grind your teeth - Chew ice - Count your belly button - Sit in a row - Stack crumbs - Gesture - Save your toenail clippings - Make a pass at your blender - Punt - Make up words that start with X - Make oatmeal in the bathtub - Search for the Lost Chord - Chew on a sofa cushion - Sing a duet - Balance a pillow on your head - Hold your breath - Faint - Stretch - Flash your mailman - Teach your TA English - Learn to speak Farsi - Swear in Russian - Use an eraser until it goes away - Disassemble your car - Put it together inside out - Record your walls - Interview your feet - Make a list of your favorite fungi - Sell formaldehyde - Repeat - Ad lib - Fade - File your teeth- Whine - Rake your carpet - Re-elect Richard Nixon - Critique "Three's Company" - Listen to a painting - Play with matches - Buff your cat - Race ferrets - Paint your house...Day-Glow Orange - Have a formal dinner at White Castle - Read Homer in the original Greek - Learn Greek - Change your mind - Change it back - Watch the sun...see if it moves - Build a pyramid - Stand on your head - Stand on someone else's head - Spit shine your Nikes - See how long you can stay awake - See how long you can sleep - Paint your teeth - Wear a salad - Speak with a forked tongue - Paint stripes on a lake - Ski Kansas - Sleep in freefall - Kill a Joule - Test thin ice...with a pogo stick - Apply for a unicorn hunting license - Do a good job - Crawl - Invite the Mansons over for dinner - Paint your windows - Watch a watch until it stops - Flash your goldfish - Paint - Flirt with an evergreen - Smile - Rotate your garden...daily - Paint a smile - Shoot a fire hydrant - Apologize to it - Pretend you're blind - Annoy yourself - Get mad at yourself - Stop speaking to yourself - Be a side effect - Ride a bicycle...up Mt. McKinley - Duck - Redecorate...your garage - Develop a complex - Join the Army...be someone simple - Try harder - Hit the deck - Put leg-warmers on your furniture - Cut the deck - Crumple - Translate Shakespeare into English - Skydive to church - Cheer up a potato - Do aerobic exercises...in your head - Play cards with your swimming pool - Pinstripe your driveway - Play Kick the Fire Hydrant - Harness chipmunk power - Build a house with ice cubes - Call London for a cab - Mug a stop sign - Change your name...daily - Go for a walk in your attic - Challenge your neighbor to a duel - Build a house out of toothpicks - Howl - Wear a lampshade on your head - Memorize the dictionary - Stomp grapes in the bathtub - Find a bug and chase it - Make yourself a pair of wings - Be immobile - Dance 'til you drop - Check under chairs for chewing gum - Squish a loaf of bread - Moo - Bounce a potato - Outmaneuver your shadow - Climb the walls - Appreciate everything - Challenge yourself to a duel - Make napalm - Tattoo your dresser - Watch a bowling ball - Buy some diapers - Eat everything - Begin - Pour milk in the sink - Make cottage cheese - Tie-dye your sheets - Carpet your ceiling - Hold your earlobes - Fold your earlobes - Flap - Squawk - Read tea leaves - Analyze the Koran - Be Buddha - Award yourself a Nobel Peace Prize - Plug in the cat - Turn on everything - Drop pebbles down the chimney - Turn off your neighbor - Kill a plant - Buy a 1931 Almanac - Memorize the weather section - Think lewd thoughts about yourself - Blow bubbles - Send chills down your spine - Peel grapes - Make paper from the skins - Bloat - Catch them with your radiator - Get run over by a train of thought - Make up famous sayings - Bite your pinkie- Get your dog braces - Shave a shrub - Have a proton fight - Watch a car rust - Quiver - Rotate your carpet - Learn to type...with your toes - Set up your Christmas tree in April - Be someone special - Buy the Brooklyn Bridge - Mail it to a friend - Go back to square one - Factor your social security number - Take the fifth - Memorize a series of random numbers - Read the 1962 Des Moines white pages - Join the Foreign Legion - Learn Sanskrit - Exist...existentially, of course - Print counterfeit Confederate money - Kick a cabbage - Take a picture - Put it back - Sandpaper a mushroom - Play solitaire...for cash - Abuse your patio furniture - Run for Pope - Count to a million...fast - Make a schematic drawing...of a rock - Commit seppuku...with a paper knife - Revert - Think shallow thoughts - Starch your shoes - Polish your Calvin's - Contemplate a cockroach - Get a dog to chase your car - Let him catch it - Investigate the Czar - Form a political party - Climb a sidewalk - Have a political party - Get diagonal...with a good friend - Ride a loaf of bread - Sharpen a carrot - Interrogate a gerbil - Go bow hunting for Toyotas - Kidnap Cabbage Patch Kids - Jump back - Play to lose - Scalp a street light - Have your car painted...plaid - Read a tomato - Sharpen your sleeping skills - Watch a game show...take notes - Put out a fire - If you can't find a fire, make one - Interview a cloud - Play tiddlywinks...go for blood - Play basketball...in a minefield - Don't talk to things - Draw Lewis structures on your ceiling - Have your cat bronzed - Have your gerbil gilded - Write books about writing books - Create random equations - Mispell words - Tell your feet a joke - Throw a tomato into a fan - Sing the ABC song backwards - Pretend you're a dog - Dial-a-prayer and argue with it - Grease the doorknobs - String up a room - Stack furniture - Relive fond memories - Tie your shoelaces together - Gargle - Count your teeth with your tongue - Decay - Find your half-life - Design a better toilet seat - Shred a newspaper - Have a headache - Scratch - Sniff - Hatch an egg - Play air guitar - Act profound - Spill - Spell - Stare - Truncate - Slouch - Develop hearing problems - Put your feet behind your head - Tie bows in everything - Hold your hand - Watch the minute hand move - Grow your fingernails - Pretend you're a telephone - Ring - Radiate - Skip - Play hopscotch...with real scotch - Clock the velocity of your REMs - Put your shoes on the opposite feet - Cross your toes - Roll your tongue - Crystallize - Baby oil the floor - Hide - Attack innocent bunnies - Declare war - Destroy a tree - Hide the scrabble bag - Seduce your stick shift - Wink - Memorize the periodic table - Mummify - Pretend you're a roadie - Buy a Ginsu knife - Collect electrons - Correct typos that aren't there - Polish your neck...use Pledge - Recopy the Bible substituting your name for God - Loosen the lug nuts on your dad's new car - Drop your cat off the roof to see if it lands on all four feet - Count the bags under Walter Mondale's eyes - Unscrew all the lightbulbs and rearrange the furniture - Found the Jim Jones School of Bartending - Listen for non-satanic messages (i.e. "Drink milk") - Dress like Motley Crue...surprise your grandmother - Dial-a-Prayer and tell them they're wrong - Go into a bar and ask for a Molotov Cocktail - Learn everything there is to know about the Holy Roman Empire - Make a drive-in window at your local bank where there wasn't one before - Walk on water...but don't get caught - Confess to a crime...that didn't happen - Be in the wrong place at the right time - Plot the overthrow of your local School Board - Request covert assistance from the CIA - Discover the source of the Mississippi - Search for buried treasure...in Nebraska - Hot wax the bottom of your brother's dress shoes - Preach the philosophy of Marx...Groucho, that is - Drink as much prune juice as you can - Write a book about your previous life - Serve ping-pong balls...as hors d'oeuvres - Jump up and down...on your alarm clock - Make a quilt out of used cocktail napkins - Sterilize your stereo...with Jack Daniels - Carve you and your girlfriend's initials...in a marshmallow - Drive the speed limit...in your garage - Sing the national anthem...during your calculus final - Wear a three-piece suit...in a sauna - Pay off the national debt...with a bad check - Go to a cemetary and verbally abuse dead people - Give yourself a hernia...for Christmas - Defend your neighborhood from roving Mongol hordes - Recite romantic poetry...to your toaster - See if you really can build a nuclear device in your own basement - Go to McDonald's and pretend you can't speak English - Write to your congressmen, senators, President, etc. to tell them what a good - job they're doing...On April 1st - Find the heat capacity of your chemistry professor - Take apart all your major kitchen appliances...mix and match them - Turn your TV picture tube upside down - Phone in a death threat on President Kennedy - Put lighted EXIT signs on all your closets - Carry a tune...drop it, see if it breaks - Be planar...but don't tell your parents - Play hockey with your little cousin...as the puck - Make a deal with the devil...but keep your fingers crossed - Put instant concrete in your big brother's waterbed - Give a lecture on the historical significance of cream cheese - Debate politics with a fern - See how small you can scrunch your face- Sell firewood door to door...in Atlantis - Found the TLO (Toledo Liberation Organization) - Play nuclear chicken with a small third world nation - Raise professional certified racing turnips - Give your grandmother a raise and another day of paid vacation - Lead an aerobics class...for patients of the I.C.U. - Go to a drive-in movie in a tank - Go to a non-drive-in movie in a tank and drive in anyway - Send President Reagan an alarm clock...wind it up first - Found a cockroach stable and stud ranch - Send your goldfish to obedience school - Free the oppressed toasters of America - Weave a tablecloth out of copper tubing - Give your cat a suntan...in the microwave - Park your car...with a friend - Park your car...with a group of friends - Frame your first statement of bankruptcy - Place it on the wall of your office - Solve the population problem (x^2 + y^2 = population...solve for x) - Contribute to the population problem - Wear a T-shirt that says "I'll walk on you to see The Who" and a peace sign - Practice the Aztec method of heart removal on your professor - Find out who made the super glue commercials and give them your Ginsu knife - Get Ronco and K-tel to merge...they sell the same stuff anyway - Sneak into a nuclear physics lab and stay the night - Play with anything that looks interesting - Drop piston engines on two people and see who squishes first - See if your goldfish can live in Coors rather than water - Try to ignite water...the Mississippi might work - Draw Venn diagrams...screw them up - State fallacies as fact (like, "peanuts grow on bushes") - Visit the Architecture building...loudly criticize its design - Make a schematic drawing...of a rock - Wallpaper your laundry room...with pages from books you don't like - See if diamonds really do cut glass...on everything in your neighbor's house - Tenderize your tongue...chew on it for a while - See how long you can stare at a fluorescent light...try green - Bronze your sister's turtle - See how long it takes for her to notice - See what she does when she notices - Bronze your sister- If you lose, stop watering it and try again. - Increase your territorial holdings by force - Find out how many ways there really are to skin a cat - Boldly go where no man has gone before - Be a threat to the American way of life - Do research into the cause of World War III - Be a threat to the Northwestern Tibetan way of life - Re-establish the Roman Empire...in Pittsburgh

Another funny story, so post your comments, please. Just wanted to make everyone laugh!!? All hair removal methods have tricked women with their promises of easy, painless removal - The epilady, scissors, razors, Nair and now...the wax. My night began as any other normal weeknight. Come home, fix dinner, play with the kids. I then had the thought that would ring painfully in my mind for the next few hours: "Maybe I should pull the waxing kit out of the medicine cabinet." So I headed to the site of my demise: the bathroom. It was one of those "cold wax" kits. No melting a clump of hot wax, you just rub the strips together in your hand, they get warm and you peel them apart and press them to your leg (or wherever else) and you pull the hair right off. No muss, no fuss. How hard can it be? I mean, I'm not a genius, but I am mechanically inclined enough to figure this out. (YA THINK!?!) So I pull one of the thin strips out. Its two strips facing each other stuck together. Instead of rubbing them together, my genius kicks in so I get out the hair dryer and heat it to 1000 degrees. ("Cold wax," yeah...right!) I lay the strip across my thigh. Hold the skin around it tight and . . . . . . pull. It works! OK, so it wasn't the best feeling, but it wasn't too bad. I can do this! Hair removal no longer eludes me! I am She-rah, fighter of all wayward body hair and maker of smooth skin extraordinaire. With my next wax strip I move north. After checking on the kids, I sneak back into the bathroom, for the ultimate hair fighting championship. I drop my panties and place one foot on the toilet. Using the same procedure, I apply the wax strip across the right side of my bikini line, covering the right half of my vagina and stretching down to the inside of my butt cheek. (Yes, it was a long strip) I inhale deeply and brace myself.........RRRRIIIPPP!!!! I'm blind!!! Blinded from pain!!!!.... OH MY GOD!!!!!!!!! Vision returning, I notice that I've only managed to pull off half the strip. CRAP!!! Another deep breath and RRIIPP!! Everything is swirly and spotted. I think I may pass out...........must stay conscious...Do I hear crashing drums??? Breathe, breathe...OK, back to normal. I want to see my trophy - a wax covered strip, the one that has caused me so much pain, with my hairy pelt sticking to it. I want to revel in the glory that is my triumph over body hair. I hold up the strip! There's no hair on it. Where is the hair??? WHERE IS THE WAX??? Slowly I ease my head down, foot still perched on the toilet. I see the hair. The hair that should be on the strip. I touch. I am touching wax. CRAP! I run my fingers over the most sensitive part of my body, which is now covered in cold wax and matted hair. Then I make the next BIG mistake.......remember my foot is still propped up on the toilet? I know I need to do something. So I put my foot down. DAMN!!!!!!!! I hear the slamming of a cell door. Vagina? Sealed shut! Butt?? Sealed shut! I penguin walk around the bathroom trying to figure out what to do and think to myself "Please don't let me get the urge to poop. My head may pop off!" What can I do to melt the wax? Hot water!! Hot water melts wax!! I'll run the hottest water I can stand into the bathtub, get in, immerse the wax-covered bits and the wax should melt and I can gently wipe it off, right??? *WRONG!!!!!!!* I get in the tub - the water is slightly hotter than that used to torture prisoners of war or sterilize surgical equipment - I sit. Now, the only thing worse than having your nether regions glued together, is having them glued together and then glued to the bottom of the tub... in scalding hot water. Which, by the way, doesn't melt cold wax. So, now I'm stuck to the bottom of the tub as though I had cement-epoxied myself to the porcelain!! God bless the man who had convinced me a few months ago to have a phone put in the bathroom!!!!! I call my friend, thinking surely she has waxed before and has some secret of how to get me undone. It's a very good conversation starter - "So, my butt and who-ha are glue together to the bottom of the tub!" There is a slight pause. She doesn't know any secret tricks for removal but she does try to hide her laughter from me. She wants to know exactly where the wax is located, "Are we talking cheeks or hole or who-ha?" She's laughing out loud by now.....I can hear her. I give her the rundown and she suggests I call the number on the side of the box. YEAH!!!!! Right!! I should be the joke of someone else's night. While we go through various solutions. I resort to scraping the wax off with a razor . Nothing feels better then to have your girlie goodies covered in hot wax, glued shut, stuck to the tub in super hot water and then dry-shaving the sticky wax off!! By now the brain is not working, dignity has taken a major hike and I'm pretty sure I'm going to need Post-Traumatic Stress counseling for this event. My friend is still talking with me when I finally see my saving grace....the lotion they give you to remove the excess wax. What do I really have to lose at this point? I rub some on and OH MY GOD!!!!!!! The scream probably woke the kids and scared the dickens out of my friend. It's sooo painful, but I really don't care. "IT WORKS!! It works !!" I get a hearty congratulation from my friend and she hangs up. I successfully remove the remainder of the wax and then notice to my grief and despair.... THE HAIR IS STILL THERE.......ALL OF IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!. So I recklessly shave it off. Heck, I'm numb by now. Nothing hurts. I could have amputated my own leg at this point. Next week I'm going to try hair color......

Girls you will understand this? All hair removal methods have tricked women with their promises of easy, painless removal - The epilady, scissors, razors, Nair and now...the wax. My night began as any other normal weeknight. Come home, fix dinner, play with the kids. I then had the thought that would ring painfully in my mind for the next few hours: "Maybe I should pull the waxing kit out of the medicine cabinet." So I headed to the site of my demise: the bathroom. It was one of those "cold wax" kits. No melting a clump of hot wax, you just rub the strips together in your hand, they get warm and you peel them apart and press them to your leg (or wherever else) and you pull the hair right off. No muss, no fuss. How hard can it be? I mean, I'm not a genius, but I am mechanically inclined enough to figure this out. (YA THINK!?!) So I pull one of the thin strips out. Its two strips facing each other stuck together. Instead of rubbing them together, my genius kicks in so I get out the hair dryer and heat it to 1000 degrees. ("Cold wax," yeah...right!) I lay the strip across my thigh. Hold the skin around it tight and . . . . . . pull. It works! OK, so it wasn't the best feeling, but it wasn't too bad. I can do this! Hair removal no longer eludes me! I am She-rah, fighter of all wayward body hair and maker of smooth skin extraordinaire. With my next wax strip I move north. After checking on the kids, I sneak back into the bathroom, for the ultimate hair fighting championship. I drop my panties and place one foot on the toilet. Using the same procedure, I apply the wax strip across the right side of my bikini line, covering the right half of my vagina and stretching down to the inside of my butt cheek. (Yes, it was a long strip) I inhale deeply and brace myself.........RRRRIIIPPP!!!! I'm blind!!! Blinded from pain!!!!.... OH MY GOD!!!!!!!!! Vision returning, I notice that I've only managed to pull off half the strip. CRAP!!! Another deep breath and RRIIPP!! Everything is swirly and spotted. I think I may pass out...........must stay conscious...Do I hear crashing drums??? Breathe, breathe...OK, back to normal. I want to see my trophy - a wax covered strip, the one that has caused me so much pain, with my hairy pelt sticking to it. I want to revel in the glory that is my triumph over body hair. I hold up the strip! There's no hair on it. Where is the hair??? WHERE IS THE WAX??? Slowly I ease my head down, foot still perched on the toilet. I see the hair. The hair that should be on the strip. I touch. I am touching wax. CRAP! I run my fingers over the most sensitive part of my body, which is now covered in cold wax and matted hair. Then I make the next BIG mistake.......remember my foot is still propped up on the toilet? I know I need to do something. So I put my foot down. DAMN!!!!!!!! I hear the slamming of a cell door. Vagina? Sealed shut! Butt?? Sealed shut! I penguin walk around the bathroom trying to figure out what to do and think to myself "Please don't let me get the urge to poop. My head may pop off!" What can I do to melt the wax? Hot water!! Hot water melts wax!! I'll run the hottest water I can stand into the bathtub, get in, immerse the wax-covered bits and the wax should melt and I can gently wipe it off, right??? *WRONG!!!!!!!* I get in the tub - the water is slightly hotter than that used to torture prisoners of war or sterilize surgical equipment - I sit. Now, the only thing worse than having your nether regions glued together, is having them glued together and then glued to the bottom of the tub... in scalding hot water. Which, by the way, doesn't melt cold wax. So, now I'm stuck to the bottom of the tub as though I had cement-epoxied myself to the porcelain!! God bless the man who had convinced me a few months ago to have a phone put in the bathroom!!!!! I call my friend, thinking surely she has waxed before and has some secret of how to get me undone. It's a very good conversation starter - "So, my butt and who-ha are glue together to the bottom of the tub!" There is a slight pause. She doesn't know any secret tricks for removal but she does try to hide her laughter from me. She wants to know exactly where the wax is located, "Are we talking cheeks or hole or who-ha?" She's laughing out loud by now.....I can hear her. I give her the rundown and she suggests I call the number on the side of the box. YEAH!!!!! Right!! I should be the joke of someone else's night. While we go through various solutions. I resort to scraping the wax off with a razor . Nothing feels better then to have your girlie goodies covered in hot wax, glued shut, stuck to the tub in super hot water and then dry-shaving the sticky wax off!! By now the brain is not working, dignity has taken a major hike and I'm pretty sure I'm going to need Post-Traumatic Stress counseling fo

What do you think of this joke??? Stick with it, pardon the pun!? So, do you WAX????? Only a woman can laugh at this. No one else would dare! Hope you enjoy! This has to be one of the funniest and most awful scenarios I have ever heard of... Bless this woman!!! All hair removal methods have tricked us with their promises of easy, painless removal. The epilady, scissors, razors, Nair and now.... The Wax!! My night began as any other normal weekday night. Come home; fix dinner; played with the kids. I then had the thought that would ring painfully in my mind for the next few hours; "Maybe I should do the hair removal thing for the month?" So I headed to the site of my demise; the bathroom. It was one of those cold wax kits. No melting a clump of hot wax, you just rub the strips together in your hand and then they get warm and you peel them apart, press it to your leg (or wherever else) and hair comes right off! No mess, no fuss. How hard can it be? I mean, I'm no girly, girl, but am mechanically inclined enough that I can figure it out. *YA THINK!!!* So I pull one of the thin strips out. It's two strips facing each together, stuck together. Instead of rubbing them together, I get out the hairdryer and heat it to 1000 degrees. Cold wax my rear end (Oh, how this phrase haunts me!). I lay the strip across my thigh. Hold the skin around it tight and pull. OK... So it wasn't the best feeling, but it wasn't too bad. I can do this!!! Hair removal no longer eludes me!! I am She-Ra, fighter of all wayward body hair and smooth skin extraordinaire!! With my next wax strip, I move "north". After checking on the kids, I sneak back into the bathroom for the ultimate hair fighting championship. I drop my panties and place one foot on the toilet. Using the same procedure, I apply the wax strip across the right side of the bikini line, covering the right half of my vagina and stretching down to the inside of my butt cheek (Yes, it was a long strip). I inhale deeply and brace myself.... RRRRIIIIIIPPPPPPPP!!!!!!!! I'm Blind!!!!! Blinded from pain!!!!!!... OH DEAR GOD !!!!!!!!!!! I'm making noises that only dogs can hear . Vision slowly returning, I notice that I've only managed to pull off half of the strip. S**T!!! Another deep breath and RRIIPP... Everything is swirly and spotted . I cannot breath or speak - I have forgotten how .. Do I hear crashing drums????? Wait a few minutes and I'm back to normal (nearly) After all this I want to see my trophy !!! - A wax covered strip with my hairy pelt that has caused me so much pain, sticking to it. I want to revel in the glory that is my triumph over body hair. I hold up the strip! There's no hair on it! Where is the hair?? WHERE IS THE WAX? Slowly I ease my head down, foot still perched on the toilet. I see the hair... The hair that should be on the strip. I touch. I am touching wax. S**T!!! I run my fingers over the most sensitive part of my body, which is now covered in cold wax and matted hair. Then I make the next BIG mistake . . . . . . Remember, my foot is still propped up on the toilet. I know I need to do something, so I put my foot down. DAMN!!! I hear the slamming of the cell door. Vagina? Sealed shut! Butt?? Sealed shut!!! I penguin walk around the bathroom, trying to figure out what to do and think to myself, "Please don't let me get the urge to poop. My head may pop off." Hot water!! Hot water melts wax!! I'll run the hottest water I can stand into the bathtub, get in, immerse the wax covered bits and the wax should melt and I can gently wipe it off, right?? WRONG!!!! I get in the tub - The water is slightly hotter than then that used to torture prisoners of war or sterilize surgical equipment - I sit. Now, the only thing worse that having your nether businesses glued together is having them glued together and then glued to the bottom of the tub. In scalding hot water!! (Which, by the way, doesn't melt cold wax) So, now I'm stuck to the bottom of the tub!!! God bless the man what convinced me I should have a phone in the bathroom!!! I call my friend, thinking surely she's waxed before and has come secret of how to get me undone. It's a very good conversation starter, "So my butt and who-ha are stuck to the bottom of the tub! There is a slight pause. She doesn't have a secret trick, but does try to hide the laughter from me. She wants to know exactly where the wax is located. "Are we talking buttock cheek or is it covering - you know - Everywhere(cringe factor 20000 at this point) ?" She's laughing out loud by now...I can hear her. I give her the rundown and she suggests I call the number on the side of the box. YEAH RIGHT!!!!!! I should be the 'butt' of someone else's work-night jokes. While we go through various solutions, I resort to scraping the wax off with a razor. Nothing feels better then to have your girlie goodies covered in hot wax, glued shut, stuck to the tub in super hot water, and then dry shaving the sticky wax off!!! By now, the brain is not working, dignity has taken a major hike and I slip into glazed donut land. My friend is still talking with me and my hand reaches towards the saving grace...The lotion they give you to remove the excess wax. What do I really have to lose at this point. I rub some on and OH MY GOD!!!!! The scream probably woke the kids, scared the dickens out of my friend, but I really don't care!! "IT WORKS!! IT WORKS!!" I get a hearty congratulation from my friend and she hangs up. I successfully remove the remainder of the wax and then notice, to my grief and despair... THE HAIR IS STILL THERE... ALL OF IT!!!!!!!!!!! So, I shaved it off. Heck, I'm numb at this point. Next week I'm going to try hair colour . . . . No this didn`t happen to me!

What do you think? funny? It's long but stick with it. Pun intended? One of my favourites. So, do you WAX????? Only a woman can laugh at this. No one else would dare! Hope you enjoy! This has to be one of the funniest and most awful scenarios I have ever heard of... Bless this woman!!! All hair removal methods have tricked us with their promises of easy, painless removal. The epilady, scissors, razors, Nair, and now.... The Wax!! My night began as any other normal weekday night. Come home; fix dinner; played with the kids. I then had the thought that would ring painfully in my mind for the next few hours; "Maybe I should do the hair removal thing for the month?" So I headed to the site of my demise; the bathroom. It was one of those cold wax kits. No melting a clump of hot wax, you just rub the strips together in your hand and then they get warm and you peel them apart, press it to your leg (or wherever else) and hair comes right off! No mess, no fuss. How hard can it be? I mean, I'm no girly, girl, but am mechanically inclined enough that I can figure it out. *YA THINK!!!* So I pull one of the thin strips out. It's two strips facing each together, stuck together. Instead of rubbing them together, I get out the hairdryer and heat it to 1000 degrees. Cold wax my r e a r end (Oh, how this phrase haunts me!). I lay the strip across my thigh. Hold the skin around it tight and pull. OK... So it wasn't the best feeling, but it wasn't too bad. I can do this!!! Hair removal no longer eludes me!! I am She-Ra, fighter of all wayward body hair and smooth skin extraordinaire!! With my next wax strip, I move "north". After checking on the kids, I sneak back into the bathroom for the ultimate hair fighting championship. I drop my p a n t i e s and place one foot on the toilet. Using the same procedure, I apply the wax strip across the right side of the bikini line, covering the right half of my 'you know what' and stretching down to the inside of my b u t t cheek (Yes, it was a long strip). I inhale deeply and brace myself.... RRRRIIIIIIPPPPPPPP!!!!!!!! I'm Blind!!!!! Blinded from pain!!!!!!... OH DEAR GOD !!!!!!!!!!! I'm making noises that only dogs can hear . Vision slowly returning, I notice that I've only managed to pull off half of the strip. S**T!!! Another deep breath and RRIIPP... Everything is swirly and spotted . I cannot breath or speak - I have forgotten how .. Do I hear crashing drums????? Wait a few minutes and I'm back to normal (nearly) After all this I want to see my trophy !!! - A wax covered strip with my hairy pelt that has caused me so much pain, sticking to it. I want to revel in the glory that is my triumph over body hair. I hold up the strip! There's no hair on it! Where is the hair?? WHERE IS THE WAX? Slowly I ease my head down, foot still perched on the toilet. I see the hair... The hair that should be on the strip. I touch. I am touching wax. S**T!!! I run my fingers over the most sensitive part of my body, which is now covered in cold wax and matted hair. Then I make the next BIG mistake . . . . . . Remember, my foot is still propped up on the toilet. I know I need to do something, so I put my foot down. DAMN!!! I hear the slamming of the cell door. V? Sealed shut! B u t t?? Sealed shut!!! I penguin walk around the bathroom, trying to figure out what to do and think to myself, "Please don't let me get the urge to poop. My head may pop off." Hot water!! Hot water melts wax!! I'll run the hottest water I can stand into the bathtub, get in, immerse the wax covered bits and the wax should melt and I can gently wipe it off, right?? WRONG!!!! I get in the tub - The water is slightly hotter than then that used to torture prisoners of war or sterilise surgical equipment - I sit. Now, the only thing worse that having your nether businesses glued together is having them glued together and then glued to the bottom of the tub. In scalding hot water!! (Which, by the way, doesn't melt cold wax) So, now I'm stuck to the bottom of the tub!!! God bless the man what convinced me I should have a phone in the bathroom!!! I call my friend, thinking surely she's waxed before and has come secret of how to get me undone. It's a very good conversation starter, "So my b u t t and who-ha are stuck to the bottom of the tub! There is a slight pause. She doesn't have a secret trick, but does try to hide the laughter from me. She wants to know exactly where the wax is located. "Are we talking b u t t o c k cheek or is it covering - you know - Everywhere(cringe factor 20000 at this point) ?" She's laughing out loud by now...I can hear her. I give her the rundown and she suggests I call the number on the side of the box. YEAH RIGHT!!!!!! I should be the 'b u t t' of someone else's work-night jokes. While we go through various solutions, I resort to scraping the wax off with a razor. Nothing feels better then to have your girlie goodies covered in hot wax, glued shut, stuck to the tub in super hot water, and then dry shaving the sticky wax off!!! By now, the brain is not working, dignity has taken a major hike and I slip into glazed donut land. My friend is still talking with me and my hand reaches towards the saving grace...The lotion they give you to remove the excess wax. What do I really have to lose at this point. I rub some on and OH MY GOD!!!!! The scream probably woke the kids, scared the dickens out of my friend, but I really don't care!! "IT WORKS!! IT WORKS!!" I get a hearty congratulation from my friend and she hangs up. I successfully remove the remainder of the wax and then notice, to my grief and despair... THE HAIR IS STILL THERE... ALL OF IT!!!!!!!!!!! So, I shaved it off. Heck, I'm numb at this point. Next week I'm going to try hair colour . . . .

Interesting hair removing joke what say you? All hair removal methods have tricked women with their promises of easy, painless removal - The epilady, scissors, razors, Nair and now...the wax. My night began as any other normal weeknight. Come home, fix dinner, play with the kids. I then had the thought that would ring painfully in my mind for the next few hours: "Maybe I should pull the waxing kit out of the medicine cabinet." So I headed to the site of my demise: the bathroom. It was one of those "cold wax" kits. No melting a clump of hot wax, you just rub the strips together in your hand, they get warm and you peel them apart and press them to your leg (or wherever else) and you pull the hair right off. No muss, no fuss. How hard can it be? I mean, I'm not a genius, but I am mechanically inclined enough to figure this out. ! (YA THINK!?!) So I pull one of the thin strips out. Its two strips facing each other stuck together. Instead of rubbing them together, my genius kicks in so I get out the hair dryer and heat it to 1000 degrees. ("Cold wax," yeah...right!) I lay the strip across my thigh. Hold the skin around it tight and pull. It works! OK, so it wasn't the best feeling, but it wasn't too bad. I can do this! Hair removal no longer eludes me! I am She-rah, fighter of all wayward body hair and maker of smooth skin extraordinaire. With my next wax strip I move north. After checking on the kids, I sneak back into the bathroom, for the ultimate hair fighting championship. I drop my panties and place one foot on the toilet. Using the same procedure, I apply the one strip across the right side of my bikini line, covering the right half of my *hoo-hoo* and stretching down to the inside of my butt cheek (Yes, it was a long strip) I inhale deeply and brace myself....RRRRIIIPPP!!!! I'm blind!!! Blinded from pain!!!!....OH MY GOD!!!!!!!!! Vision returning, I notice that I've only managed to pull off half the strip. OH NO! What have I done???!!! Another deep breath and RRRIIIPPP!! Everything is swirly and spotted. I think I may pass out...must stay conscious...Do I hear crashing drums??? Breathe, breathe...OK, back to normal. I want to see my trophy - a wax covered strip, the one that has caused me so much pain, with my hairy pelt sticking to it. I want to revel in the glory that is my triumph over body hair. I hold up the strip! There's no hair on it. Where is the hair??? WHERE IS THE WAX??? Slowly I ease my head down, foot still perched on the toilet. I see the hair. The hair that should be on the strip. I touch. I am touching wax. WHAT?! I run my fingers over the most sensitive part of my body, which is now covered in cold wax and matted hair. Then I make the next BIG mistake...remember my foot is still propped up on the toilet? I know I need to do something. So I put my foot down. My LIFE FLASHES BEFORE ME!!!!!! I hear the slamming of a cell door. *hoo-hoo*? Sealed shut! Butt?? Sealed shut! I penguin-walk around the bathroom trying to figure out what to do and think to myself "Please don't let me get the urge to poop. My head may pop off!" What can I do to melt the wax? Hot water!! Hot water melts wax!!! I'll run the hottest water I can stand into the bathtub, get in, immerse the wax-covered bits and the wax should melt and I can gently wipe it off, right??? WRONG!!!!!!! I get in the tub - the water is slightly hotter than that used to torture prisoners of war or sterilize surgical equipment - I sit. Now, the only thing worse than having your nether, regions glued together is having them glued together and then glued to the bottom of the tub...in scalding hot water. Which, by the way, doesn't melt cold wax. So, now I'm stuck to the bottom of the tub as though I had cement-epoxied myself to the porcelain!! God bless the man who had convinced me a few months ago to have a phone put in the bathroom!!!!! I call my friend, thinking surely she has waxed before and has some secret of how to get me undone. It's a very good conversation starter - "So, my butt and *hoo-hoo* are glued together to the bottom of the tub!" There is a slight pause. She doesn't know any secret tricks for removal but she does try to hide her laughter from me. She wants to know exactly where the wax is located, "Are we talking cheeks or *hoo-hoo*?" She's laughing out loud by now...I can hear her. I give her the rundown and she suggests I call the number on the side of the box. YEAH!!!!! Right!! Like I should be the joke of someone else's night. While we go through various solutions. I resort to scraping the wax off with a razor. Nothing feels better then to have your girlie goodies covered in hot wax, glued shut, stuck to the tub in super hot water and then dry-shaving the sticky wax off!! By now the brain is not working, dignity has taken a major dive and I'm pretty sure I'm going to need Post-Traumatic Stress counseling for this event. My friend is still talking with me when I finally see my saving grace....the lotion they give you to remove the excess wax. What do I really have to lose at this point? I rub some on and OH MY GOD!!!!!!! The scream probably woke the kids and scared the dickens out of my friend. It's sooo painful, but I really don't care. "IT WORKS!! It works!!" I get a hearty congratulation from my friend and she hangs up. I successfully remove the remainder of the wax and then notice to my grief and despair.... THE HAIR IS STILL THERE.......ALL OF IT!!!!!!!!!! So I recklessly shave it off. Heck, I'm numb by now. Nothing hurts. I could have amputated my own leg at this point. Next week I'm going to try hair color...... ermmm its a joke?

Can you beleive it.? just had to send this too you - hysterical!! No wonder I still shave > my legs......! > > > Only a woman can laugh at this. No one else would > dare! Hope you > enjoy! > > > > This has to be one of the funniest and most awful > scenarios I have > ever > > heard of... Bless this woman!!! > > All hair removal methods have tricked us with their > promises of easy, > > painless removal. The epilady, scissors, razors, > Nair and now.... The > > Wax!! > > > > My night began as any other normal weekday night. > Come home; fix > > dinner; played with the kids. I then had the thought > that would ring > > painfully in my mind for the next few hours; 'Maybe > I should do the > hair > > removal thing for the month?' > > > > So I headed to the site of my demise; the bathroom. > It was one of > those > > cold wax kits. No melting a clump of hot wax, you > just rub the strips > > together in your hand and then they get warm and you > peel them apart, > > press it to your leg (or wherever else) and hair > comes right off! No > > mess, no fuss. How hard can it be? I mean, I'm no > girly, girl, but am > > mechanically inclined enough that I can figure it > out. > > > > *YA THINK!!!* > > So I pull one of the thin strips out. It's two > strips facing each > > together, stuck together. Instead of rubbing them > together, I get out > > the hairdryer and heat it to 1000 degrees. Cold wax > my rear end (Oh, > how > > this phrase haunts me!). > > > > I lay the strip across my thigh. Hold the skin > around it tight and > > pull. OK... So it wasn't the best feeling, but it > wasn't too bad. I > can > > do this!!! Hair removal no longer eludes me!! I am > She-Ra, fighter of > > all wayward body hair and smooth skin > extraordinaire!! > > > > With my next wax strip, I move 'north'. After > checking on the kids, I > > sneak back into the bathroom for the ultimate hair > fighting > > championship. I drop my panties and place one foot > on the toilet. > > > > Using the same procedure, I apply the wax strip > across the right side > > of the bikini line, covering the right half of my > vagina and > stretching > > down to the inside of my butt cheek (Yes, it was a > long strip). I > inhale > > deeply and brace myself.... > > > > RRRRIIIIIIPPPPPPPP!!!!!!!! > > I'm Blind!!!!! Blinded from pain!!!!!!... OH DEAR > GOD !!!!!!!!!!! I'm > > making noises that only dogs can hear. > > > > Vision slowly returning, I notice that I've only > managed to pull off > > half of the strip. S**T!!! Another deep breath and > RRIIPP... > > > > Everything is swirly and spotted . I cannot breath > or speak - I have > > forgotten how .. > > Do I hear crashing drums????? > > > > Wait a few minutes and I'm back to normal (nearly) > After all this I > > want to see my trophy !!! - A wax covered strip with > my hairy pelt > that > > has caused me so much pain, sticking to it. I want > to revel in the > glory > > that is my triumph over body hair. I hold up the > strip! > > > > There's no hair on it! Where is the hair?? WHERE IS > THE WAX? Slowly I > > ease my head down, foot still perched on the toilet. > I see the > hair... > > The hair that should be > > on the strip. I touch. I am touching wax. S**T!!! I > run my fingers > over > > the most sensitive part of my body, which is now > covered in cold wax > and > > matted hair. > > > > Then I make the next BIG mistake . . . . . . > > Remember, my foot is still propped up on the toilet. > I know I need to > > do something, so I put my foot down. DAMN!!! I hear > the slamming of > the > > cell door. Vagina? Sealed shut! Butt?? Sealed > shut!!! > > > > > > I penguin walk around the bathroom, trying to figure > out what to do > and > > think to myself, 'Please don't let me get the urge > to poop. My head > may > > pop off.' > > > > Hot water!! Hot water melts wax!! I'll run the > hottest water I can > > stand into the bathtub, get in, immerse the wax > covered bits and the > wax > > should melt and I can gently wipe it off, right?? > > > > WRONG!!!! I get in the tub - The water is slightly > hotter than then > > that used to > > torture prisoners of war or sterilize surgical > equipment - I sit. > > > > Now, the only thing worse that having your nether > businesses glued > > together is having them glued together and then > glued to the bottom > of > > the tub. > > > > In scalding hot water!! (Which, by the way, doesn't > melt cold wax) > So, > > now I'm stuck to the bottom of the tub!!! God bless > the man what > > convinced me I should have a phone in the > bathroom!!! I call my > friend, > > thinking surely she's waxed before and has come > secret of how to get > me > > undone. It's a very good conversation starter, 'So > my butt and who-ha > > are stuck to the bottom of the tub!' There is a > slight pause. She > > doesn't have a secret trick, but does try to hide > the laughter from > me. > > She wants to know exactly where the wax is located. > > > > 'Are we talking buttock cheek or is it covering - > you know - > > Everywhere(cringe factor 20000 at this point)?' > > > > > > She's laughing out loud by now...I can hear her. I > give her the > rundown > > and she suggests I call the number on the side of > the box. > > > > > > YEAH RIGHT!!!!!! > > > > > > I should be the 'butt' of someone else's work-night > jokes. While we > go > > through various solutions, I resort to scraping the > wax off with a > > razor. Nothing feels better then to have your girlie > goodies covered > in > > hot wax, glued shut, stuck to the tub in super hot > water, and then > dry > > shaving the sticky wax off!!! > > > > By now, the brain is not working, dignity has taken > a major hike and > I > > slip into glazed donut land. My friend is still > talking with me and > my > > hand reaches towards the saving grace...The lotion > they give you to > > remove the excess wax. > > > > What do I really have to lose at this point. I rub > some on and OH MY > > GOD!!!!! The scream probably woke the kids, scared > the dickens out of > my > > friend, but I really don't care!! > > > > 'IT WORKS!! IT WORKS!!' I get a hearty > congratulation from my friend > > and she hangs up. I successfully remove the > remainder of the wax and > > then notice, to my grief and despair... > > > > THE HAIR IS STILL THERE... ALL OF IT!!!!!!!!!!! > > > > > > So, I shaved it off. Heck, I'm numb at this point. > > > > > > Next week I'm going to try hair colour . . . . . > >

This is really long but, worth it!! One of my faves? So, do you WAX????? Only a woman can laugh at this. No one else would dare! Hope you enjoy! This has to be one of the funniest and most awful scenarios I have ever heard of... Bless this woman!!! All hair removal methods have tricked us with their promises of easy, painless removal. The epilady, scissors, razors, Nair and now.... The Wax!! My night began as any other normal weekday night. Come home; fix dinner; played with the kids. I then had the thought that would ring painfully in my mind for the next few hours; "Maybe I should do the hair removal thing for the month?" So I headed to the site of my demise; the bathroom. It was one of those cold wax kits. No melting a clump of hot wax, you just rub the strips together in your hand and then they get warm and you peel them apart, press it to your leg (or wherever else) and hair comes right off! No mess, no fuss. How hard can it be? I mean, I'm no girly, girl, but am mechanically inclined enough that I can figure it out. *YA THINK!!!* So I pull one of the thin strips out. It's two strips facing each together, stuck together. Instead of rubbing them together, I get out the hairdryer and heat it to 1000 degrees. Cold wax my rear end (Oh, how this phrase haunts me!). I lay the strip across my thigh. Hold the skin around it tight and pull. OK... So it wasn't the best feeling, but it wasn't too bad. I can do this!!! Hair removal no longer eludes me!! I am She-Ra, fighter of all wayward body hair and smooth skin extraordinaire!! With my next wax strip, I move "north". After checking on the kids, I sneak back into the bathroom for the ultimate hair fighting championship. I drop my panties and place one foot on the toilet. Using the same procedure, I apply the wax strip across the right side of the bikini line, covering the right half of my vagina and stretching down to the inside of my butt cheek (Yes, it was a long strip). I inhale deeply and brace myself.... RRRRIIIIIIPPPPPPPP!!!!!!!! I'm Blind!!!!! Blinded from pain!!!!!!... OH DEAR GOD !!!!!!!!!!! I'm making noises that only dogs can hear . Vision slowly returning, I notice that I've only managed to pull off half of the strip. S**T!!! Another deep breath and RRIIPP... Everything is swirly and spotted . I cannot breath or speak - I have forgotten how .. Do I hear crashing drums????? Wait a few minutes and I'm back to normal (nearly) After all this I want to see my trophy !!! - A wax covered strip with my hairy pelt that has caused me so much pain, sticking to it. I want to revel in the glory that is my triumph over body hair. I hold up the strip! There's no hair on it! Where is the hair?? WHERE IS THE WAX? Slowly I ease my head down, foot still perched on the toilet. I see the hair... The hair that should be on the strip. I touch. I am touching wax. S**T!!! I run my fingers over the most sensitive part of my body, which is now covered in cold wax and matted hair. Then I make the next BIG mistake . . . . . . Remember, my foot is still propped up on the toilet. I know I need to do something, so I put my foot down. DAMN!!! I hear the slamming of the cell door. Vagina? Sealed shut! Butt?? Sealed shut!!! I penguin walk around the bathroom, trying to figure out what to do and think to myself, "Please don't let me get the urge to poop. My head may pop off." Hot water!! Hot water melts wax!! I'll run the hottest water I can stand into the bathtub, get in, immerse the wax covered bits and the wax should melt and I can gently wipe it off, right?? WRONG!!!! I get in the tub - The water is slightly hotter than then that used to torture prisoners of war or sterilize surgical equipment - I sit. Now, the only thing worse that having your nether businesses glued together is having them glued together and then glued to the bottom of the tub. In scalding hot water!! (Which, by the way, doesn't melt cold wax) So, now I'm stuck to the bottom of the tub!!! God bless the man what convinced me I should have a phone in the bathroom!!! I call my friend, thinking surely she's waxed before and has come secret of how to get me undone. It's a very good conversation starter, "So my butt and who-ha are stuck to the bottom of the tub! There is a slight pause. She doesn't have a secret trick, but does try to hide the laughter from me. She wants to know exactly where the wax is located. "Are we talking buttock cheek or is it covering - you know - Everywhere(cringe factor 20000 at this point) ?" She's laughing out loud by now...I can hear her. I give her the rundown and she suggests I call the number on the side of the box. YEAH RIGHT!!!!!! I should be the 'butt' of someone else's work-night jokes. While we go through various solutions, I resort to scraping the wax off with a razor. Nothing feels better then to have your girlie goodies covered in hot wax, glued shut, stuck to the tub in super hot water, and then dry shaving the sticky wax off!!! By now, the brain is not working, dignity has taken a major hike and I slip into glazed donut land. My friend is still talking with me and my hand reaches towards the saving grace...The lotion they give you to remove the excess wax. What do I really have to lose at this point. I rub some on and OH MY GOD!!!!! The scream probably woke the kids, scared the dickens out of my friend, but I really don't care!! "IT WORKS!! IT WORKS!!" I get a hearty congratulation from my friend and she hangs up. I successfully remove the remainder of the wax and then notice, to my grief and despair... THE HAIR IS STILL THERE... ALL OF IT!!!!!!!!!!! So, I shaved it off. Heck, I'm numb at this point. Next week I'm going to try hair colour . . . . Yes bekah17 I have posted it before! Why not........

true story ....? If nothing else, this will give you a good soul cleansing laugh . . . All hair removal methods have tricked women with their promises of easy, painless removal - The Epilady, scissors, razors, Nair and now...the wax. Read on. . . My night began as any other normal weeknight. Come home, fix dinner, play with the kids. I then had the thought that would ring painfully in my mind for the next few hours: "Maybe I should pull the waxing kit out of the medicine cabinet." So I headed to the site of my demise: the bathroom. It was one of those "cold wax" kits. No melting a clump of hot wax, you just rub the strips together in your hand, they get warm and you peel them apart and press them to your leg (or wherever else) and you pull the hair right off. No muss, no fuss. How hard can it be? I mean, I'm not a genius, but I am mechanically inclined enough to figure this out. (YA THINK!?!) So I pull one of the thin strips out. Its two strips facing each other stuck together. Instead of rubbing them together, my genius kicks in so I get out the hair dryer and heat it to 1000 degrees. ("Cold wax," yeah...right!) I lay the strip across my thigh. Hold the skin around it tight and pull. It works! OK, so it wasn't the best feeling, but it wasn't too bad. I can do this! Hair removal no longer eludes me! I am She-rah, fighter of all wayward body hair and maker of smooth skin extraordinaire. With my next wax strip I move north. After checking on the kids, I sneak back into the bathroom, for the ultimate hair fighting championship. I drop my panties and place one foot on the toilet. Using the same procedure, I apply the wax strip across the right side of my bikini line, covering the right half of my hoo-ha and stretching down to the inside of my butt cheek (it was a long strip). I inhale deeply and brace myself....RRRRRRIIIIPPP!!!! I'm blind!!! Blinded from pain!!!!.... OH MY GAWD!!!!!!!!! Vision returning, I notice that I've only managed to pull off half the strip. CRAP! Another deep breath and RIIIPP! Everything is spinning and spotted. I think I may pass out...must stay conscious...must stay conscious. Do I hear crashing drums??? Breathe, breathe................. OK, back to normal. I want to see my trophy - a wax covered strip, the one that has caused me so much pain, with my hairy pelt sticking to it. I want to revel in the glory that is my triumph over body hair. I hold up the strip! There's no hair on it. Where is the hair??? WHERE IS THE WAX??? Slowly I ease my head down, foot still perched on the toilet. I see the hair. The hair that should be on the strip...it's not! I touch. I am touching wax. I run my fingers over the most sensitive part of my body, which is now covered in cold wax and matted hair. Then I make the next BIG mistake...remember my foot is still propped upon the toilet? I know I need to do something. So I put my foot down. Sealed shut! My butt is sealed shut. Sealed shut! I penguin walk around the bathroom trying to figure out what to do and think to myself "Please don't let me get the urge to poop. My head may pop off!" What can I do to melt the wax? Hot water!! Hot water melts wax!! I'll run the hottest water I can stand into the bathtub, get in, immerse the wax-covered bits and the wax should melt and I can gently wipe it off, right??? *WRONG!!!!!!!* I get in the tub - The water is slightly hotter than that used to torture prisoners of war or sterilize surgical equipment - I sit. Now, the only thing worse than having your nether regions glued together, is having them glued together and then glued to the bottom of the tub...in scalding hot water. Which, by the way, doesn't melt cold wax. So, now I'm stuck to the bottom of the tub as though I had cemented myself to the porcelain!! God bless the man who had convinced me a few months ago to have a phone put in the bathroom!!!!! I call my friend, thinking surely she has waxed before and has some secret of how to get me undone. It's a very good conversation starter "So, my butt and hoo-ha are glued together to the bottom of the tub!" There is a slight pause. She doesn't know any secret tricks for removal but she does try to hide her laughter from me. She wants to know exactly where the wax is located, "Are we talking cheeks or hole or hoo-ha?" She's laughing out loud by now...I can hear her. I give her the rundown and she suggests I call the number on the side of the box. YEAH!!!!! Right!! I should be the joke of someone else's night. While we go through various solutions. I resort to trying to scrape the wax off with a razor . Nothing feels better than to have your girlie goodies covered in hot wax, glued shut, stuck to the tub in super hot water and then dry-shaving the sticky wax off!! By now the brain is not working, dignity has taken a major hike and I'm pretty sure I'm going to need Post-Traumatic Stress counseling for this event. My friend is still talking with me when I finally see my saving grace....the lotion they give you to remove the excess wax. What do I really have to lose at this point? I rub some on and OH MY GOD!!!!!!! The scream probably woke the kids and scared the dickens out of my friend. It's sooo painful, but I really don't care. "IT WORKS!! It works !!" I get a hearty congratulation from my friend and she hangs up. I successfully remove the remainder of the wax and then notice to my grief and despair.... THE HAIR IS STILL THERE.......ALL OF IT! So I recklessly shave it off. Heck, I'm numb by now. Nothing hurts. I could have amputated my own leg at this point. Next week I'm going to try hair color...... Tomorrow will be a better day.

wax on wax off.funny or not? cold wax All hair removal methods have tricked women with their promises of easy, painless removal - The Epilady, scissors, razors, Nair and now...the wax. Read on......... My night began as any other normal weeknight. Come home, fix dinner, play with the kids. I then had the thought that would ring painfully in my mind for the next few hours: "Maybe should pull the waxing kit out of the medicine cabinet." So I headed to the site of my demise: the bathroom. It was one of those "cold wax" kits. No melting a clump of hot wax, you just rub the strips together in your hand, they get warm and you peel them apart and press them to your leg (or wherever else) and you pull the hair right off. No muss, no fuss. How hard can it be? I mean, I'm not a genius, but I am mechanically inclined enough to figure this out. (YA THINK!?!) So I pull one of the thin strips out. Its two strips facing each other stuck together. Instead of rubbing them together, my genius kicks in so I get out the hair dryer and heat it to 1000 degrees. ("Cold wax," yeah...right!) I lay the strip across my thigh. Hold the skin around it tight and pull. It works! OK, so it wasn't the best feeling, but it wasn't too bad. I can do this! Hair removal no longer eludes me! I am She-rah, fighter of all wayward body hair and maker of smooth skin extraordinaire. With my next wax strip I move north. After checking on the kids, I sneak back into the bathroom, for the ultimate hair fighting championship. I drop my panties and place one foot on the toilet. Using the same procedure, I apply the wax strip across the right side of my bikini line, covering the right half of my hoo-ha and stretching down to the inside of my butt cheek (it was a long strip) I inhale deeply and brace myself....RRRRIIIPPP!!!! I'm blind!!! Blinded from pain!!!!....OH MY GAWD!!!!!!!!! Vision returning, I notice that I've only managed to pull off half the strip. CRAP! Another deep breath and RIPP! Everything is spinning and spotted. I think I may pass out...must stay conscious...must stay conscious. Do I hear crashing drums??? Breathe, breathe...OK, back to normal. I want to see my trophy - a wax covered strip, the one that has caused me so much pain, with my hairy pelt sticking to it. I want to revel in the glory that is my triumph over body hair. I hold up the strip! There's no hair on it. Where is the hair??? WHERE IS THE WAX??? Slowly I ease my head down, foot still perched on the toilet. I see the hair. The hair that should be on the strip...it's not! I touch. I am touching wax. I run my fingers over the most sensitive part of my body, which is now covered in cold wax and matted hair. Then I make the next BIG mistake...remember my foot is still propped upon the toilet? I know I need to do something. So I put my foot down. Sealed shut! My butt is sealed shut. Sealed shut! I penguin walk around the bathroom trying to figure out what to do and think to myself "Please don't let me get the urge to poop. My head may pop off!" What can I do to melt the wax? Hot water!! Hot water melts wax!! I'll run the hottest water I can stand into the bathtub, get in, immerse the wax-covered bits and the wax should melt and I can gently wipe it off, right??? *WRONG!!!!!!!* I get in the tub - the water is slightly hotter than that used to torture prisoners of war or sterilize surgical equipment - I sit. Now, the only thing worse than having your nether regions glued together, is having them glued together and then glued to the bottom of the tub...in scalding hot water. Which, by the way, doesn't melt cold wax. So, now I'm stuck to the bottom of the tub as though I had cemented myself to the porcelain!! God bless the man who had convinced me a few months ago to have a phone put in the bathroom!!!!! I call my friend, thinking surely she has waxed before and has some secret of how to get me undone. It's a very good conversation starter "So, my butt and hoo-ha are glued together to the bottom of the tub!" There is a slight pause. She doesn't know any secret tricks for removal but she does try to hide her laughter from me. She wants to know exactly where the wax is located, "Are we talking cheeks or hole or hoo-ha?" She's laughing out loud by now...I can hear her. I give her the rundown and she suggests I call the number on the side of the box. YEAH!!!!! Right!! I should be the joke of someone else's night. While we go through various solutions. I resort to trying to scrape the wax off with a razor . Nothing feels better than to have your girlie goodies covered in hot wax, glued shut, stuck to the tub in super hot water and then dry-shaving the sticky wax off!! By now the brain is not working, dignity has taken a major hike and I'm pretty sure I'm going to need Post-Traumatic

If you really want to laugh...you gotta read this.? All hair removal methods have tricked women with their promises of easy, painless removal - the Epilady, scissors, razors, Nair and now...the wax. Read on. My night began as any other normal weeknight. Come home, fix dinner, and play with the kids. I then had the thought that would ring painfully in my mind for the next few hours: 'Maybe I should pull the waxing kit out of the medicine cabinet.' So I headed to the site of my demise: the bathroom. It was one of those 'cold wax' kits. No melting a clump of hot wax, you just rub the strips together in your hand, they get warm and you peel them apart and press them to your leg (or wherever else) and you pull the hair right off. No muss, no fuss. How hard can it be? I mean, I'm not a genius, but I am mechanically inclined enough to figure this out. (YA THINK!?!) So I pull one of the thin strips out. Its two strips facing each other stuck together. Instead of rubbing them together, my genius kicks in so I get out the hair dryer and heat it to 1000 degrees. ('Cold wax,' yeah.. Right!) I lay the strip across my thigh. Hold the skin around it tight and pull. IT WORKS! Ok, so it wasn't the best feeling, but it wasn't too bad. I can do this! Hair removal no longer eludes me! I am She-rah, fighter of all wayward body hair and maker of smooth skin extraordinaire. With my next wax strip I move north. After checking on the kids, I sneak back into the bathroom, for the ultimate hair fighting championship. I drop my panties and place one foot on the toilet. Using the same procedure, I apply the wax strip across the right side of my bikini line, covering the right half of my hoo-ha and stretching down the inside of my butt cheek (it *was* a long strip) I inhale deeply and brace myself.... RRRRRRIIIIIIPPPPPP! I'm blind!!! Blinded from pain!!!!!.....OH MY GAWD!!!!!!!!!! Vision returning, I notice that I've only managed to pull off half the strip. CRAP! Another deep breath and RIPP! Everything is spinning and spotted. I think I may pass out..must stay conscious.. must stay conscious. Do I hear crashing drums???? Breathe, breathe.OK, back to normal. I want to see my trophy - a wax covered strip, the one that has caused me so much pain, with my hairy pelt sticking to it. I want to revel in the glory that is my triumph over body hair. I hold up the strip. There's no hair on it. Where is the hair??? WHERE IS THE WAX? Slyly I ease my head down, foot still perched on the toilet. I see the hair. The hair that should be on the strip.. It's not!! I touch. I am touching wax. I run my fingers over the most sensitive part of my body, which is now covered in cold wax and matted hair. Then I make the next BIG mistake... remember my foot is still propped upon the toilet? I know I need to do something. So I put my foot down. Sealed shut! My butt is sealed shut. Sealed shut! I penguin walk around the bathroom trying to figure out what to do next and think to myself 'Please don't let me get the urge to poop. My head may pop off!' What can I do to melt the wax? Hot water!! Hot water melts wax!!!! I'll run the hottest water I can stand into the bathtub, get in, immerse the wax-covered bits and the wax should melt and I can gently wipe it off, right? *WRONG!* I get in the tub - the water is slightly hotter than that used to torture prisoners of war or sterilize surgical equipment - I sit. Now, the only thing worse than having your nether regions glued together, is having them glued together and then glued to the bottom of the tub..in scalding hot water. Which, by the way, doesn't melt cold wax. So, now I'm stuck to the bottom of the tub as though I had cemented myself to the porcelain!!! God bless the man who had convinced me a few months ago to have a phone put in the bathroom! I call my friend, thinking surely she has waxed before and has some secret of how to get me undone. It's a very good conversation starter, "'So, my butt and hoo-ha are glued together to the bottom of the tub!" There is a slight pause. She doesn't know any secret tricks for removal but she does try to hide her laughter from me. She wants to know exactly where the wax is located. "Are we talking cheeks or hole or hoo-ha?" She's laughing out loud by now... I can hear her. I give her the rundown and she suggests I call the number on the side of the box. YEAH, RIGHT! I should be the joke of someone else's night. While we go through the various solutions, I resort to trying to scrape the wax off with a razor. Nothing feels better than having your girlie goodies covered in hot wax, glued shut, stuck to the tub in super hot water and then dry-shaving the sticky wax off! By now the brain is not working, dignity has taken a major hike and I'm pretty sure I'm going to need Post-Traumatic Stress counseling for this event. My friend is st

I can just imagine the pain? WAX is Not your Friend > This is funny! CAUTION: Be prepared to laugh out loud...I laughed till I Almost cried as I could just see this happening! All hair removal methods have tricked women with their promises of easy, painless removal - The epilady, scissors, razors, Nair and now...the wax. Her night began as any other normal weeknight. Come home, fix dinner, Play with the kids. She then had the thought that would ring painfully In her mind for the next few hours: "Maybe she should pull the waxing kit out of the medicine cabinet." So She headed to the site of her demise: the bathroom. It was one of those "cold wax" kits. No melting a clump of hot wax, you Just rub the strips together in your hand, they get warm and you peel Them apart and press them to your leg (or wherever else) and you pull The hair right off. No muss, no fuss. How hard can it be? I mean, she's Not a genius, but she is mechanically inclined enough to figure this out. (YA THINK!?!) So she pull one of the thin strips out. Its two strips facing each Other stuck together. Instead of rubbing them together, her genius kicks in so she got out the Hair dryer and heated it to 1000 degrees. ("Cold wax,"yeah...right!) she Laid the strip across her thigh. Hold the skin around it tight and pull. It Works! OK, so it wasn't the best feeling, but it wasn't too bad. She Can Do this! Hair removal no longer eludes her! She is She-rah, fighter of All wayward body hair and maker of smooth skin extraordinaire. With her next wax strip she moved north. After checking on the kids, she Sneaks back into the bathroom, for the ultimate hair fighting championship. She drops her panties and placed one foot on the toilet. Using the same procedure, she applied the one strip across the right side of her bikini line, covering the right half of her *hoo-hoo* and stretching down to the inside of her bum cheek (Yes, it was a long strip) she inhaled deeply and Braced herself....RRRRIIIPPP!!!! See's blind!!! Blinded from pain!!!!....OH MY GOODNESS!!!!!!!!! Vision Returning, she noticed that she's only managed to pull off half the strip. CRAP!!! Another deep breath and RRIIPP!! Everything is swirly and Spotted. She may pass out...must stay conscious...does she hear Crashing drums??? Breathe, Breathe...OK, back to normal. She wanted to see her trophy - a wax covered strip, the one that has Caused her so much pain, with her hairy pelt sticking to it. She wants to revel In the glory that is her triumph over body hair. She holds up the strip! There's no hair on it. Where is the hair??? WHERE IS THE WAX??? Slowly she eased her head down, foot still perched on the toilet. She sees The hair. The hair that should be on the strip. She touches. She is touching wax. CRAP! She runs her fingers over the most sensitive part of her body, which is now covered in cold wax and matted hair. Then she makes the next BIG Mistake...remember her foot is still propped up on the toilet? She knows she Needs to do something. So she puts her foot down. DAMN!!!!!!!!she hears the slamming of a cell door. *hoo-hoo*? Sealed shut! Butt?? Sealed shut! She penguin walks around the bathroom trying to figure out what to do And thinks to herself "Please don't let me get the urge to poop. My head May pop off!" What can she do to melt the wax? Hot water!! Hot water melts wax!!! She ran the hottest water she can stand into the bathtub, got in, Immerse the wax-covered bits and the wax should melt and she can gently wipe it Off, right??? WRONG!!!!!!! She gest in the tub - the water is slightly hotter than that used to Torture prisoners of war or sterilize surgical equipment - she sits. Now, the only thing worse than having your nether regions glued together is having them glued together and then glued to the bottom of the tub...in scalding hot water. Which, by the way, doesn't melt cold wax. So, now she's stuck to the bottom of the tub as though she had cement-epoxied herself to the porcelain!! God bless the man who had convinced her a few months ago to have a phone put in the bathroom!!!!! She called her Friend, thinking surely she has waxed before and has some Secret of how to get her undone. It's a very good conversation starter - "So, my butt and who-ha are glued together to the bottom of the tub!" There is a slight pause. She doesn't know any secret tricks for Removal but she does try to hide her laughter from her. She wants to know exactly where the wax is located, "Are we talking cheeks or who-ha?" She's laughing out loud by now...she can hear her.she give her the Rundown and she suggests she call the number on the side of the box. YEAH!!!!! Right!! She should be the joke of someone else's night. While they go through various solutions.she resorts to scraping the wax off with a razor. Nothing feels better then to have your girlie goodies covered in hot Wax, glued shut, stuck to the tub in super hot water and then Dry-shaving the sticky wax off!! By now the brain is not working, dignity has taken a major hike and she's Pretty sure she's going to need Post-Traumatic Stress counseling for this event. Her friend is still talking with her when she finally see her saving Grace....the lotion they give you to remove the excess wax. What does she Really have to lose at this point?she rubs some on and OH MY GOODNESS!!!!!!! The scream probably woke the kids and scared the dickens out of her friend. It's sooo painful, but she really doesn't care. "IT WORKS!! It works!!" She gets a hearty congratulation from her friend and she hangs up. She successfully remove the remainder of the wax and then notices to her grief and despair....THE HAIR IS STILL THERE.......ALL OF IT!!!!!!!!!! So she recklessly shaves it off. Heck, she's numb by now. Nothing hurts. She could have amputated her own leg at this point. Next week she's going to try hair color..... . Michelle.......it all depends where you're waxing!...lol.

For the ladies and gents that Wax? Be prepared to laugh out loud...I laughed till I almost cried as I could just see this happening! I recived this from a GF and as one whos tried those cold wax strips all I gotta say is OMMFG yeowch..lol enjoy the laugh I did.\ All hair removal methods have tricked women with their promises of easy, painless removal - The epilady, scissors, razors, Nair and now...the wax. My night began as any other normal weeknight. Come home, fix dinner, play with the kids. I then had the thought that would ring painfully in my mind for the next few hours: 'Maybe I should pull the waxing kit out of the medicine cabinet.' So I headed to the site of my demise: the bathroom. It was one of those 'cold wax' kits. No melting a clump of hot wax, You just rub the strips together in your hand, they get warm and you peel them apart and press th em to your leg (or wherever else) and you pull the hair right off. No muss, no fuss. How hard can it be? I mean, I'm not a genius, but I am mechanically inclined enough to figure this out. (YA THINK!?!) So I pull one of the thin strips out. Its two strips facing each other stuck together. Instead of rubbing them together, my genius kicks in so I get out the hair dryer and heat it to 1000 degrees. ('Cold wax,' yeah...right!) I lay the strip across my thigh. Hold the skin around i t tight and pull. It works! OK, so it wasn't the best feeling, but it wasn't too bad. I can do this! Hair removal no longer eludes me! I am She-rah, fighter of all wayward body hair and maker of smooth skin extraordinaire. With my next wax strip I move north. After checking on the kids, I Sneak back into the bathroom, for the ultimate hair fighting championship. I drop my panties and place one foot on the toilet. Using the same procedure, I apply the one strip across the right side of my bikini line, covering the right half of my *hoo-ha* and stretching down to the inside of my butt cheek (Yes, it was a long strip) I inhale deeply and brace myself....RRRRIIIPPP!!!! I'm blind!!! Blinded from pain!!!!....OH MY GOD!!!!!!!!! Vision returning, I notice that I've only managed to pull off half the strip. CRAP!!! Another deep breath and RRIIPP!! Everything is swirly and spotted. I think I may pass out...must stay conscious...Do I hear crashing drums??? Breathe, breathe...OK, back to normal. I want to see my trophy - a wax covered strip, the one that has caused Me so much pain, with my hairy pelt sticking to it. I want to revel in the glory that is my triumph over body hair. I hold up the strip! There's no hair on it. Where is the hair??? WHERE IS THE WAX?? Slowly I ease my head down, foot still perched on the toilet. I see the hair. The hair that should be on the strip. I touch. I am touching wax. CRAP! I run my fingers over the most sensitive part of my body, which is now covered in cold wax and matted hair. Then I make the next BIG mistake...remember my foot is still propped up on the toilet? I know I need to do something. So I put my foot down. DANG!!!!!!!! I hear the slamming of a cell door. '*hoo-ha*' sealed shut! Butt?? Sealed shut! I penguin wal k around the bathroom trying to figure out what to do and think to myself 'Please don't let me get the urge to poop. My head may pop off!' What can I do to melt the wax? Hot water!! Hot water melts wax!!! I'll run the hottest water I can stand into the bathtub, get in, Immerse the wax-covered bits and the wax should melt and I can gently wipe it off, right??? WRONG!!!!!!! I get in the tub - the water is slightly hotter than that used to torture prisoners of war or sterilize surgical equipment - I sit. Now, the only thing worse than having your nether regions glued together is having them glued together and then glued to the bottom of the tub..in scalding hot wa ter. Which, by the way, doesn't melt cold wax. So, now I'm stuck to the bottom of the tub as though I had cement-epoxied myself to the porcelain!! God bless the man who had convinced me a few months ago to have a phone put in the bathroom!!!!! I call my friend, thinking surely she has waxed before and has some secret of how to get me undone. It's a very good conversation starter 'So, my butt and hoo-ha are glued together to the bottom of the tub!' There is a slight pause. She doesn't know any secret tricks for removal but she does try to hide her laughter from me. She wants to know exactly where the wax is located, 'Are we talking cheeks or hoo-ha?' She's laughing out loud by now...I can hear her. I give her the rundown and she suggests I call the number on the side of the box. YEAH!!!!! Right!! I should be the joke of someone else's night. While we go through various solutions, I resort to scraping the wax off with a razor. Nothing feels better then to have your girlie goodies covered in hot wax, glued shut, stuck to the tub in super hot water and then dry-shaving the sticky wax off!! By now the brain i s not working, dignity has taken a major hike and I'm pretty sure I'm going to need Post-Traumatic Stress counseling for this event. My friend is still talking with me when I finally see my saving grace....the lotion they give you to remove the excess wax. What do I really have to lose at this point? I rub some on and OH MY GOD!!!!!!! The scream probably woke the kids and scared the dickens out of my friend. It's sooo painful, but I really don't care. 'IT WORKS!! It works!!' I get a hearty congratulation from my friend and she hangs up. I successfully remove the remainder of the wax and then notice to my grief and despair....THE HAIR IS STILL THERE.......ALL OF IT ! !!! So I recklessly shave it off. Heck, I'm numb by now. Nothing hurts. I could have amputated my own leg at this point. Next week I'm going to try hair color...... I know this has really happened to someone or similar atlest. So heres mine. I use to use Nads natural hair remover and in the middle of "cleaning up" I get a phone call and its very important I take it, so duck waddeling to the phone I pick up and start talking. While the conversation is going on I dont hear the front door open as its my husband coming home from work. All of a sudden I hear him laughing his butt off at me and Im like what? WHAT?! he reaches behind me and rips somthing stuck to my leg off. I scream bloody murder as it was stuck in a sensetive area and like the lady in the story above theres nothing stuck to it cept the sticky stuff. I turned 6 shades of red and never to this day have waxed or used any other creme remover and never will. I still get teased about it when Im showering and shaving..lol Men are so mean. Hugs all

if u fink u had a bad day..........? >All methods have tricked me with their promises of easy, painless hair >removal -the Epilady, the standard razor, the scissors, the Nair, the >EpilStop, and now, "The Wax". > >My night began as any other normal weekday night. I came home from >work, fixed dinner for my son and we played for a while. I then had >the thought that would ring painfully in my mind for the next couple >hours: maybe I should use that wax in my medicine cabinet. > >I set up my boy with a video and headed to the site of my demise, um, >I mean bathroom. It was one of those cold wax kits. No melting a clump >of hot wax, you just rub the clear strips in your hand, peel them >apart, press it on your leg (or wherever) and ignore the frantically >rising crescendo of string instruments in the background. No muss, no >fuss. How hard can this be? I mean, I'm not the girly-est of girls but >I'm mechanically inclined so maybe I can figure out how this works. >You'd think. > >So I pull one of the thin strips out. It's two strips facing each >other, stuck together. I'm supposed to rub it in my hand to warm and >soften the wax (I'm guessing). I go one better: I pull out the hair >dryer and heat the SOB to ten thousand degrees. Cold wax, my ass. (Oh, >how that phrase will come back to haunt me.) I lay the strip across my >thigh. I hold the skin around it and pull. OK, so it wasn't the best >feeling in the world, but it wasn't bad. I can do this! Hair removal >no longer eludes me! I am Sheera, fighter of all wayward body hair and >smooth skin extraordinaire! > >With my next wax strip, I move north. > >After checking on the boy and verifying that he was, in fact, becoming >one with Bear and learning all about smells, I sneak into the bathroom >for The Ultimate Hair Fighting Championship. I drop my panties and >place one foot on the toilet. Using the same procedure, I then apply >the wax strip across the right side on my bikini line, covering the >right half of my vagina and stretching up into the inside of the right >butt cheek.(Yeah, it was a long strip.) I inhale deeply. I brace >myself. > >RRRIIIIPPP!!!! I'm blind! Blind from the pain! Vision returning. Oh >crap. I've managed to pull off half an inch of the strip. > >Another deep breath. And RIIIP! Everything is swirly and tie-dyed? Do >I hear crashing drums? OK, coming back to normal again. I want to see >my trophy - my wax covered pelt that caused me so much agony. I want >to revel in the glory that is my triumph over body hair. I hold the >wax strip like an Olympic gold medallist. But why is there no hair on >it? Why is the wax mostly gone? Where could the wax go, if not on the >strip? > >Slowly, I eased my head down, my foot still perched on the toilet. I >see hair - the hair that should be on the strip. I touch. I feel. I am >touching wax. I look to the ceiling and silently shout "nooooooo!!" >And realize I have just begun living my own personal version of "The >Tar Baby." > >I peel my fingers off the softest, most sensitive part of my body that >is now covered in cold wax and matted hair, and make the next big >mistake - up until this point, yo u'll remember, I've had my foot on >the toilet. > >I know I need to move, to do something. So I put my foot down on the >floor. And then I hear the slamming of the cell door. > >Vagina? Sealed shut. > >Butt? Sealed shut. > >A little voice in my head says, "I hope you don't have to sh *t >anytime soon. Your head just might pop off." I penguin walk around the >bathroom trying desperately to figure out what I should do next. > >Hot water! Hot water melts wax! I'll run the hottest water I can stand >and get in - the wax should melt and I can gently wipe it away, right? >Wrong. I get in the tub - the water is slightly hotter than is used to >torture prisoners of war or sterilize surgical equipment. And I sit. > >Now the only thing worse than having your goodies glued together is >having them glued together and then glued to the bottom of a tub. > >In scalding hot water. Which, by the way, does not melt the cold wax. >So now I'm stuck to the tub. > >I call my friend, C, because she once dropped out of beauty school so >surely she has some secret knowledge or trick to get wax off skin. >It's never good to start a conversation with "So my butt and naughty >bits are stuck to the tub." She doesn't have a trick. She does her >best to suppress laughter. She wants to know exactly where the wax is >on the butt - "Are we talking cheek or hole, here?" she asks. She >isn't even trying to hide the giggles now. > >I give her the run-down of the entire night. She tells me to call the >number on the side of the box, but to have a good cover story for >where the wax actually is. "You know that if we were working the help >line at XX Wax Co. and somebody called with their entire crack sealed >shut we'd just put them on hold then record the conversation for >everyone we know. You're going to end up on a radio show or the >internet if you tell them the truth. > >While we go through various solutions, I have resorted to scraping the >wax off with a razor. Boy, nothing feels better to the girly goodies >than covering them in wax, sticking them to a tub in super hot water >and THEN dry shaving the sticky wax off! > >In the middle of the conversation (which has inexplicably turned to >other subjects!) I find the little, beautiful saving grace that is the >lotion provided with wax to remove the excess. I rub some in and start >screaming "It's working! It's working!" I get hearty congratulations >from C and we hang up. > >I successfully remove all the wax and notice, to my dismay, the hair >is still there. So I shaved the damned stuff off. Hell, I was numb by >that point anyway. > >And then I put the box of wax back in my medicine cabinet. > >Never know when a moustache might start to come in. > >Tonight, I attempt hair dying.