In case you haven’t seen my son getting waxed on U Tube, it’s called 2 Dudes Get A Brazilian. It may seem strange to some people that a mom would wax her son’s genitalia, but that’s not how I look at it. It’s just a body part, like the vagina, that shouldn’t be hairy and it is my job to remedy the situation. But I had to laugh when one of my followers commented that waxing my son was truly hands-on parenting. I guess, in a way, it is.
Hose Down Your Hoo-Ha
Thoughts, stories, and insights from M.E. Nesser
Not only do I blog daily, I tweet. My name is SassySnatch. I like to share clever thoughts about this whole vagina thing. My first tweet describes it best: I tweet about twats. So I had to laugh when a new follower commented that I don’t have a twitter account, but a twatter account.
~babbling about brazilians~
A girl that normally shaves on a daily basis decided to grow her hair out and try a Brazilian since her boyfriend lives out of town. She didn’t tell him she was getting waxed. When she got to his place and they started fooling around, he wanted to know why her lady parts felt different, because he couldn’t believe how smooth it was.
When the girl from yesterday brought her friend in the room, she exclaimed “this is your vaginal debut!”
~Brazilians on Broadway~
A client bought her friend in for a Brazilian. The new girl was very shy about taking her pants off. Her friend told her to drop ’em like a prostitute. It worked.
When you come in for your first Brazilian, I often refer to you as a virgin. When a 28 year old bride to be came in and told me she was a virgin, she meant a real virgin in every sense. Strange to think that I was the first person to go between her legs.
What grown woman calls it her sex?
~a confused Brazilian tech~
The girl from yesterday was nervous about knocking me across the room. I was nervous about her piercing flying across the room.
~brazilian anxiety~
A bigger girl, who happened to be 7 months pregnant, came in for a Brazilian the other day with a couple friends. I always laugh a lot when she comes in, because she laughs like a hyena and thrashes around like she is having a seizure. During the service, her one leg was falling off the far side of the table and her other leg was up in the air being supported by my back. As I was preparing to rip, she yelled at me to be careful because I was a skinny bitch and she was afraid her leg was going to reflex against my back and throw me across the room.
Some men like to make their women suffer. It’s a Christian Grey kind of thing. One particular man won’t let his woman get a Brazilian. She told me her hair is so long she can curl it around her finger. That makes me cringe.