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Written by F. Lawrence Caslin
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Wednesday, 17 September 2008 |
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 Few things in this world are more painful than zipping up a pube. On this, both men and women can agree.
Getting your foot run over by a pickup full of bricks is less painful.
Losing a tooth to a well-placed claw hammer is more desirable.
Flexing your ass while receiving a tetanus shot cause you got the Clap from a second-rate prostitute ... feels like a cool summer breeze.
These thoughts and many more flitted through my mind a split second after I zipped up a healthy handful of pubes this morning.
When it happened, I froze and my eyes widened and I ceased breathing. I did not scream like a girl and this is the only consolation I can claim.
It was only after a few more seconds that I discovered something for more painful than zipping up my pubes.
Unzipping them.
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