Well in Hanoi I was walking around and I saw a vietnamese chap shaving chops and heads alike. I thought "why not?" and sat down in the chair all prepared to get shaven. He pulled out a cut-throat razor and a flicker of fear ran down my spine. He began lathering me up and I relaxed a little. Sching sching went the blade and I'll tell you something!!!! It is not a painless experience, it hurt a lot. He finished up and I looked in the mirror. I had shaven chops and mo, but on my neck little red speckles of blood started to appear. Five minutes later and after pressing my neck with toilet paper I walked away with a sore throat.......I guess that's why they call it the cut- throat razor of impending DOOM!!!!! A valuable experience and one that I have learnt from. LESSON: Shave your own face.....you know the way your grain runs and no one else does. Sweet!
3 comments:
Thats how you can catch aids Matt-sharing razors
MUM
Mrs Baird is right Matt, plus you should lay off the bum sex!
Cheers for the support guys and Muredach don't worry, i'm saving myself for you big fella! I'll bring a the lube as long as you provide the rest! Mum I made sure that he changed blades before shaving me....I got it sorted....I hope :~
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