![]() ![]() The only solution my pain crazed mind could come up with was to gently ease one of the sprouts where no veg had gone before. This was probably and hopefully the only time in my life I was going to wish there was a gay snowman in the kitchen which should give you some idea of the depths I was willing to sink to in order to ease the pain. This was not doing the trick as some of the gel had found it's way up the chutney channel and it felt like the space shuttle was running it's engines behind me. ĭue to the shape of the ice cream tub I hadn't managed to give the starfish any treatment and I groped around in the drawer for something else as I was sure my vision was going to fail fairly soon.I grabbed a bag of what I later found out was frozen sprouts and tore it open trying to be quiet as I did so.I took a handful of them and tried in vain to clench some between the cheeks of my arse. The relief was fantastic but only temporary as it melted fairly quickly and the fiery stabbing soon returned. I yanked the freezer drawer out and found a tub of ice cream, tore the lid of and positioned it under me. Through the haze of tears I struggled out of the bathroom across the hall into the kitchen by this time walking was not really possible and I crawled the final yard to the fridge in the hope of some form of cold relief. Struggling to not bite through my bottom lip I tried to wash the gel of in the sink and only succeeded in blocking the plughole with a mat of hair. Religion hadn't featured much in my life until that night but I suddenly became willing to convert to any religion to stop the violent burning around the turd tunnel and what seemed like the destruction of the meat and two veg. I didn't have long to wait.Īt first there was a gentle warmth which in a matter of seconds was replaced by an intense burning and a feeling I can only describe as like being given a barbed wire wedgie by two people intent on hitting the ceiling with my head. ![]() Initially all went well and I applied the gel and stood waiting for something to happen. I waited until the other half was tucked up in bed and after giving some vague hints about a special surprise I went down to the bathroom. I ordered it well in advance and working in the North sea I considered myself a bit above some of the characters writing the previous reviews and wrote them off as soft office types.oh my fellow sufferers how wrong I was. Being a bit of a romantic I thought I would do the deed on the missus's birthday as a bit of a treat. Veet for Men Hair Removal Gel Creme 200 ml (Personal Care)Īfter having been told my danglies looked like an elderly rastafarian I decided to take the plunge and buy some of this as previous shaving attempts had only been mildly succesful and I nearly put my back out trying to reach the more difficult bits. ![]()
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