Hose Down Your Hoo-Ha

How would you feel about a man waxing your hoo-ha? Well, there are a ton of male technicians in our field, and, from what I’ve been told, the majority of the men performing Brazilians are supposedly gay. I’m not quite sure if that really makes a difference but it seems to be an important fact when a girl is telling me about her wax experience with a man. But when I heard about a guy who likes the client to put her leg on his shoulder and then goes to the foot of the bed to peer head on at the area in question, I’m thinking something just ain’t right.

Don’t wink at me when I roll you on your side to wax your rectum because nothing good can come from that.

For fifty dollar, I can make you holler.

Got another funny email from a client who hadn’t been in for close to 2 months. She wrote that her pretty panties didn’t deserve her hairy cootch. She still hasn’t made it in which must mean she is still wearing her period panties.

A woman hadn’t been in since October. She told me her snatch looked like a small rat. It did.

Guys don’t like to floss when they eat.

I don’t get nervous when a woman goes a really long time between waxes. In fact, the descriptions of their lady parts tend to be funny. A woman emailed me for an appointment and was disgusted by how hairy she was. She said she had a jungle where there should be a beach.

I asked a woman how she knew her husband was “the one.” She said when they realized they had an attraction to one another, he said that he couldn’t imagine a relationship without oral sex. They have been together for over a decade and she has never been bald. Now she is. I can only imagine how happy he must be.

Everyone’s vagina is unique. It is this wondrous entity that lives, breathes, feels pleasure and also feels pain. And everyone’s relationship with their vagina is unique as well. If a woman tells me that her cootchy is crying, then I suppose that it is.

When you are getting any area waxed, please be advised that the area is sticky and it’s not a good idea to touch the area until after I have finished and you have properly cleaned up. I had a girl that wouldn’t stop putting her hand on her hoo-ha while I was working on her. Her hand got all sticky but she just kept touching it. She said she was sorry but she “couldn’t stop playing with it.” She continued by saying that “I know he won’t be able to stop playing with it either!”

And, as a side note, this is my 300Th blog. Holy shit, I cannot believe I had 300 consecutive things to say! Yea, right.