Friday, March 16, 2007

Old Age, Mustaches, and Whiskers

Okay, so my girls and I were together a couple nights ago, but our monthly crimson wave came up (our periods, boys). Well, my best friend Kate said that she hates having cramps, but said how it will equally suck when we no longer have them.


A couple of us were baffled and somewhat intrigued about where she was going with this. And of course she continued to say that sure the cramps and the only monthly agony will stop, but we will start growing that beautiful facial hair because our hormones will be out of whack.


So, I found this lovely lady from back in the day.
And we all agreed that if we ever started looking like this, we made sure we'd tell each other to shave that shit right off.
We also didn't understand how there are women out there with a 3 or 4 inch long whisker hanging from their chin and seem oblivious to its exhistance.
Ladies! All you have to do is pluck it, rip it out, use a scissors to cut it off, hell... burn it off.... but it's not cool that it is just hanging there.
I told my friends that if need be, I will just be shaving with my husband every morning. He will have to learn to live with it, love it, and possible learn from how good I might be at shaving off my future, nasty beard.

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