Tuesday, May 5, 2015

Funny Stuff

Okay, so I read this a long time ago, but I don't think I shared it here. Since I have nobody else in my life who will properly appreciate this, I'm sharing with you. Facebook can be sooo entertaining...

"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 mess, 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.
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???
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???
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 GAWD!!!!!!! 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!!’ 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…?
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……"
(Facebook source – original writer not known )


  1. OMG that was hilarious. Think she should maybe stay away from hair colour lol. Thanks for the giggle Lil.


    1. Roz,
      glad you enjoyed it!
      Yea...I'm keeping an eye out for the hair coloring one! Lol.

  2. What a way to start my morning....thanks for sharing.
    hugs abby

    1. abby,
      yvw. I hope you didn't spill your coffee!

  3. This almost sounds like something that would happen to me.
    Except it's pretty bad even for that.
    (but close enough that I feel her pain... in between my giggles.) :-D

    1. Jz,
      Lol, yes...It makes it all the better when it could have happened to you but didn't.

      The thing is, I had apparently forgotten reading it the first time around and was considering trying those little strips down there...Her post was really a public service which has helped me to avoid dangerous temptations!

  4. I read this on FB the other day. I laughed through the cringing.

    1. sunnygirl,
      it's always a bit funnier when things like this happen to someone else!

  5. This is why I don't wax. Ever. lol

    1. DelFonte,
      completely reasonable!

  6. Lmao! I've tried those strips, the bikini ones...I didn't glue myself together, but it effing hurt and hair was still there.

    If paying for a wax is anything like that, no thank you!! I don't care how fast it is or if my hair actually came off, you couldn't pay me...okay, I'd probably do it for money...

    1. Misty,
      it seems that the suffering should at least have the reward of being hair-free!

      I've seriously considered the whole wax thing...But this could be me! Except there would be a bad fall in there somewhere, I'm sure...

  7. Laughed until I cried! Thanks for sharing this :) If only waxing WORKED . . .

    1. honorinsurrender,
      you are quite welcome! It makes me giggle every time I look at it...

  8. Oh Lil, this was brilliant. I was all mopey and stressed out, and i sat down to check my emails before bed, and decided to check my feed reader. I'm so glad I did, although I think I might have woken the husband with my giggles. (So glad I DIDN'T try the strips when I thought to)

    1. lm,
      it is brilliant, isn't it? On one hand, I would like to be able to take credit for something so hilarious...On the other hand, I really am terribly grateful that it wasn't me!

      Yea...I'm glad I didn't try the strips too. Lol.

  9. I know I'm late here, but this is hilarious! This isn't just a funny story, this is an honest to goodness warning about wax strips.
    I almost wish you had tried the wax strips just so we could read your funny story, lol. (I said 'almost' !)

    1. Sarah,
      see? It's a public service, really.
      No doubt I will one day forget the warning...You can still hold out hope! Lol.


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