So I bought this cutter from Pearl for the big wedding invitation project. Pretty straightforward little thing. Not too expensive.
But then I got some weird looks taking it home on the subway. I wondered why. Then I looked down at my bag:
The words "PERSONAL TRIMMER" makes it look like I'm taking home this massive weed wacker for my pubes, I guess. At least it says 12 inches.
Thursday, February 7, 2008
No, It's Not What You Think, Honest!
Labels:
hygiene,
personal trimmer,
pubic bone,
scott stapp,
subways,
wedding tips,
weed wacker
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