Delightful people with a little too much time on their hands
Oh, what's the problem? This is hardly Great Literature. I'd appreciate anything taken from here being acknowledged, and I might change my mind if I'm suddenly proclaimed as the Literary Queen of the Blogosphere - but I probably wouldn't. Do what you like, just as long as it doesn't extend to defamation of anyone, even me.
Actually, you want to pass off what I say as your own, I might even be flattered. Let's face it, who cares anyway?
my only thought is that I don't really like hairy men. . .
actually my only other thought is how on earth does one di-whateverthewordis-ate hands free?
and why couldn't they have invesnted a hands free way for women?
oh, look, three thoughts!
I bet it stings!
Well I don't like it when men have thick black hair crawling up their necks like an out-of-control jungle, but men def def should have hair on their bodies...it's, you know, manly.
However, I can see that those who do want to defuzz would prefer that crazy cream to a waxing session... such little wussies, men are!
Silly name though.
A friend once confided that he had invested in a trimmer, that turned out to be such fun to use that he got a bit carried away...
I really think you should keep your paws away too, Murph.
Your link gave me about 30 hits - but not a single comment on my site! I was still with my Aussie girlfriend when I took that photo and she thought I was odd for giggling at it.
She walked away in embarrasment when I took out my phone to snap a piccy!
I take photos just to share on the blog too. My family is beyond embarrassment.
I guess the comments were left here instead of with you. Sorry! I hope some of them become return visitors though.
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