Hair Removal GONE WRONG

This morning, I decided to do a little hair removal with a spatula and some cream. I managed to reach all the parts that ladies should reach in an effort to keep one's self neat and tidy.

I was reminded to do this hair removal thing by a man that caught my eye. I saw him in the right place at the right time because I've noticed lately that my own growth was getting a bit out of order. Anyway, I was picking up some bits and pieces in Boots the chemist yesterday and I noticed the security guard had hairs growing out of his nose and ears and it reminded me to pick up the cream in order to do some personal cultivation.

So this morning, I got all creamed up and ready to rinse off in the bathroom but when I tried to open the door, it was locked and I could hear the shower going.

I asked the child who was in there if he was almost done and he said he'd be out in a minute. Two minutes later he emerged and I ran in, but it was too late. My skin was on fire.

As I rinsed off in a frenzy, I noticed that tiny patches of my skin was coming away... and then the crying started. I was desolving! All because of vanity.

I'm now sitting here with my elbows bent like chicken wings and my legs further apart than a lady should be seen sitting.

It's not so cute now - having pink patches where skin should be!

All because I saw a man with hairs growing out of his nose.