My mom sent me this in a forward a while back and this post just reminded me of it...enjoy..
Wax is not your friend!
>** CAUTION: Be prepared to laugh out loud...I laughed
>till I almost cried as I could just see this happening!
>
>All hair removal methods have tricked women with their
>promises of easy, painless removal - The epilady, scissors, razors, Nair
>
>And now...the wax.
>
>My night began as any other normal weeknight.
>Come home, fix dinner, play with the kids.
>I then had the thought that would ring painfully in my mind for the
>next few hours:
>"Maybe I should pull the waxing kit out of the medicine cabinet."
>So I headed to the site of my demise: the bathroom.
>It was one of those "cold wax" kits. No melting a clump of
>hot wax, you just rub the strips together in your hand, they get
>warm and you peel them apart and press them to your leg (or wherever
>else)
>and you pull the hair right off. No muss, no fuss. How hard can it be? I
>mean,
>I'm not a genius, but I am mechanically inclined enough to figure this
>out.
>(YA THINK!?!)
>So I pull one of the thin strips out. Its two strips facing each other
>stuck together. Instead of rubbing them together, my genius kicks in so
>I get
>out the hair dryer and heat it to 1000 degrees. ("Cold wax,"
>yeah...right!)
>I lay the strip across my thigh. Hold the skin around it tight and pull.
>
>It works! OK, so it wasn't the best feeling, but it wasn't too bad.
>I can do this! Hair removal no longer eludes me!
>I am She-rah, fighter of all wayward body hair and maker of
>smooth skin extraordinaire.
>With my next wax strip I move north. After checking on the kids, I sneak
>
>back into the bathroom, for the ultimate hair fighting championship.
>I drop my panties and place one foot on the toilet.
>Using the same procedure, I apply the one strip across the right side of
>my
>bikini line, covering the right half of my *hoo-hoo* and stretching down
>to the
>inside of my butt cheek (Yes, it was a long strip) I inhale deeply and
>brace myself....RRRRIIIPPP!!!!
>I'm blind!!! Blinded from pain!!!!....OH MY GOD!!!!!!!!!
>Vision returning, I notice that I've only managed to pull off half the
>strip. CRAP!!!
>Another deep breath and RRIIPP!! Everything is swirly and
>spotted. I think I may pass out...must stay conscious...Do I hear
>crashing drums???
>Breathe, breathe...OK, back to normal.
>I want to see my trophy - a wax covered strip, the one that has caused
>me
>so much pain, with my hairy pelt sticking to it. I want to revel in the
>glory that is my triumph over body hair. I hold up the strip!
>There's no hair on it. Where is the hair??? WHERE IS THE WAX???
>Slowly I ease my head down, foot still perched on the toilet.
>I see the hair. The hair that should be on the strip. I touch.
>I am touching wax.
>CRAP! I run my fingers over the most sensitive part of my body, which is
>
>now covered in cold wax and matted hair.
>Then I make the next BIG mistake...remember my foot is still propped up
>on the toilet? I know I need to do something. So I put my foot down.
>DANG!!!!!!!! I hear the slamming of a cell door.
>*Hoo-Hoo*?? sealed shut!
>Butt?? Sealed shut!
>I penguin walk around the bathroom trying to figure out what
>to do and think to myself "Please don't let me get the urge to poop.
>My head may pop off!"
>What can I do to melt the wax? Hot water!! Hot water melts wax!!!
>I'll run the hottest water I can stand into the bathtub, get in, immerse
>the wax-covered
>bits and the wax should melt and I can gently wipe it off, right???
>WRONG!!!!!!!
>I get in the tub - the water is slightly hotter than that used to
>torture
>prisoners of war or sterilize surgical equipment - I sit.
>Now, the only thing worse than having your nether regions glued together
>
>is having them glued together and then glued to the bottom of the
>tub...in
>scalding hot water. Which, by the way, doesn't melt cold wax.
>So, now I'm stuck to the bottom of the tub as though I had
>cement-epoxied
>myself to the porcelain!!
>God bless the man who had convinced me a few months ago to have a phone
>put in the bathroom!!!!!
>I call my friend, thinking surely she has waxed before and has some
>secret of how to get me undone. It's a very good conversation starter -
>"So, my butt and who-ha are glued together to the bottom of
>the tub!"
>There is a slight pause. She doesn't know any secret tricks for removal
>but she does try to hide her laughter from me. She wants to know exactly
>
>where the wax is located, "Are we talking cheeks or who-ha?"
>She's laughing out loud by now...I can hear her. I give her the rundown
>and she suggests I call the number on the side of the box.
>YEAH!!!!! Right!!
>I should be the joke of someone else's night.
>While we go through various solutions. I resort to scraping the wax off
>with a razor. Nothing feels better then to have your girlie goodies
>covered in
>hot wax, glued shut, stuck to the tub in super hot water and then
>dry-shaving the sticky wax off!!
>By now the brain is not working, dignity has taken a major hike and I'm
>pretty sure I'm going to need Post-Traumatic Stress counseling for this
>event.
>My friend is still talking with me when I finally see my saving
>grace....
>the lotion they give you to remove the excess wax.
>What do I really have to lose at this point? I rub some on and OH MY
>GOD!!!!!!!
>The scream probably woke the kids and scared the dickens out of my
>friend.
>It's sooo painful, but I really don't care. IT WORKS!! It works!!
>I get a hearty congratulation from my friend and she hangs up.
>I successfully remove the remainder of the wax and then notice to my
>grief and despair....
>THE HAIR IS STILL THERE.......ALL OF IT!!!!!!!!!!
>So I recklessly shave it off. Heck, I'm numb by now.
>Nothing hurts. I could have amputated my own leg at this point.
>Next week I'm going to try hair color......
>Now thats funny . Notttttttttt
>Send this on to other ladies who need a good laugh