On a scale from pre-teen albino to Robin Williams, I'm a Pierce Brosnan. But like I said, my grooming habits in that respect are dependant on the whims of the female allowing me to penetrate her.
I just keep things neat and trimmed for cleanliness purposes. I don't shed as much hair all over the place.
I use hair removal cream on a regular basis and once or twice I've left it on a little bit too long. Never so bad as it's left third degree burns or anything but it does sting a bit. I only started doing it because of a chick I was seeing but now that I am it's a hell of a lot more comfortable not to mention you don't keep finding stray pubes around the house.
If I were to manscape again, I'd just make sure the shaft is taken care of, I imagine hairy balls are less of a turn off to the women. I once used hair scissors to clean up a bit, that didn't go as well as I had intended.
Didn't someone mention Jean Claude Van Damme's awesomeness the other day? Well, he's got a new commercial out. Some people are calling it THE EPIC SPLIT:
Typically I just kinda keep things trimmed down. Every now and then I do a full on shave, but that's mostly for novelty. I've never had a complaint either way though you have to be careful during the initial stubble phase when you do a full bare shave. Friction can really hurt if you're not watchful. A full on asshole shave scares me for just that reason; the agonizing pain of walking around two days later while stubble grows out. Sexy imagery, huh?
What afternoon could be bad when you have Python to watch. Going to go and see Thor: The Dark World now, later Idiots.
I sorta held my shit together today. Very, very bad day. Long story and it's about one of my cats (cue most of you tuning out cause you hate cats...and fuck you). I'm not telling the long story. My sweet boy Dave didn't come home when he always does. 10pm out and 7am in (weather permitting). I checked the city website thinking he was caught in a cat trap...again. The ex is moving his 81 yr old, cancer ridden, Alzheimer's mother into a home and I tell him I found Dave online in the pound. He bolts there to find out our boy was run over and died. He gets home to tell me as I'm leaving for work. BEST. DAY. EVER. 12 yrs of loving his perfect face. We are great cat owners. All 4 (3 now) are spayed and neutered, vaccinated and registered. My Dave was the only one ever allowed out, because he demanded freedom. Little fucker was a warrior. Killed a crow that had taunted him, right in front of my eyes. Badass, sweet, curled up around my neck to nuzzle my face kind of guy. Fuck me. I just hope he died instantly. The thought of him laying on the cold pavement, in pain, alone and scared, kills me. That was my short version. I need more kleenex.
I'm pooping right now too! POOP BUDDIES ^_^ I feel like I have a bear up my ass that's trying to claw his way out of a balloon that won't poop.
That was me a couple days ago. I cannot wait to have this house prepared so I can do my own meals. They've never heard of fiber around here. I keep breaking out the frozen peas at dinner to make something happen. Sorry, while onions and peppers are tasty, they don't count for shit when you need vitamins and fiber.
You mean, this?: "Ford then said he never said “I want to eat your pussy” to a former female staffer, an allegation contained in the court document. “I’m happily married, I have more than enough to eat at home,” he said, drawing gasps from the reporters gathered around his office."