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And ANOTHER Thing About a Brazilian Wax!
There is absolutely no predicting people. People who read DIY blogs, this one in particular, are as unpredictable as a cat in a butterfly conservatory. If someone were to run into any single one of you they'd probably think you were a perfectly respectable person at first glance. A stand up citizen who refills their gas tank before it gets below ¼ of a tank and who wears different underwear every single day.
But you're not. You're a bunch of teenage boys. A gaggle of pimply faced, adolescent teens, standing in front of the mirror looking at the 4 hairs on your upper lip which look exactly like the 4 hairs on the upper lip of your younger sister, only you've put a little mascara on yours to make them look more lush. Which will attract all kinds of praise while you hold your place in line for the next Star Wars movie.
A few weeks ago I ran out of things to talk about so I posed a vocabulary question to you in a well researched and articulated post where I talked about pee pees.
Here's a picture of a kitten for those of you who are getting uncomfortable.
A lot of you get my posts by email. Every time I publish a new post, it immediately pops into your inbox. I can judge how much interest a post has generated based on how many of you open that email and then how many of you click on it to read it further.
You, the mothers, the wives, the daughters, the fathers, the uncles and brothers clicked on the pee pee post more than almost any other post in a year. So even though you claim to be interested in the more highbrow topics I offer such as The Frozen Yogourt Tampon you actually just want to learn everything you can about wieners.
The post, in case you somehow missed it, was a linguistic experiment of sorts, requiring readers to state what terms they use to describe a certain male body part. Like all of my posts, it was done in a most grown up and tasteful way which was instantly recognizable by the fact that I only used the word gonorrhoea once.
I also had a record number of people opt out of receiving my informative emails after the pee pee post was published, which is GREAT because it means you and I can continue to be fun and laugh and build things and make fart jokes without worrying about any people with actual standards trying to stop us from educating ourselves on topics of global importance like why getting a full Brazilian wax means you'll never be able to muffle your toots.
It's a well known fact that Brazilian waxes (distinguishable from regular waxes by the Brazilian waxer's calling card, a crown made out of pubic hair ) involve removing all the bodily hair that runs between your chin and your toes. Front and back. Yes, that includes the anus. You probably didn't realize that those hairs serve, especially for ladies, a very important sanitary purpose.
When a lady expels gas from her bum hole, those anus hairs gather together and form a loving, hairy, sound muffling hug around what has the potential to be an embarrassing bodily noise. The hazy, wind blowing out of her bum at 7 mph can only be blamed on her husband, cat, dog or boss who happens to be standing beside her in the elevator if, and ONLY IF she can muffle the sound.
Once unceremoniously ripped up from the gas belching volcanus they've been guarding since adolescence, there's nothing left to do their job. Those hairs that have been stoically muting your lady wind chamber are forever released from their duties, or at least until new ones grow back. Without so much as a thank you or an excuse me.
While most people have a difficult time distinguishing where sounds come from; Is that my cell phone ringing or yours?, Is someone at the front door? Is that the television or are you talking to your mother again? humans have an uncanny ability to pinpoint exactly which bum a wind tornado escaped out of. I suspect it's some sort of primal instinct dating back to when cavemen first tried out the pull my finger joke on their wives.
I just thought it was important to let you know about the potentially embarrassing side effects of a Brazilian wax for anyone who was thinking of getting a Brazilian wax because you think *hair* is embarrassing. At least this way you'll be prepared for what's to come and might even be able to look into low cost solutions like little wearable anal wigs or something of the sort. Putting a shredded wheat down there might even do the job.
It is unfortunate that we lost a few of our ever growing members but we can all take solace in the fact that they are currently mortified in an elevator surrounded by a cloud of green gas with nobody to blame but themselves.
Have a good weekend!
p.s. that oughtta get rid of the last of them.
Monica
What started off as a grumpy morning (unsure why?) quickly turned around! Thanks for that!
And... yes I'm here for good!
Sandy Zelinsky
I got nothing...OK maybe hilarious, just hilarious.
Marsha Corniel
Karen, you are the best! I love your sense of humor. We all need something to laugh about during these strange days. Keep on keepin' on Girl! Love you!
Elizabeth Luzier
You’re a breath of fresh air! Thanks for the laughs in these scary days (I live in the US).
Beth Bilous
This totally cracked me up. I do think its a positive thing to laugh this hard first thing in the morning. Now I am exhausted before my tea. When I wake up to your posts my heart flutters a bit, and I can't wait to read your posts. Thank you for the morning chuckle. You are definitely skilled with mentioning things, not many talk about, but most think about. Oh and did i say I love your posts, really I do.
Karen
You did say that! And thank you. :) ~ karen!
Martha
You are a goof. I’m always glad when I take the time to read your posts. Always.
Keep on doing what you’re doing, it’s working sista!
Gayle
Even e peat read made me laugh. Thanks for a bright spot in somewhat dismal times. Love your humor!
Kat
I am so confused. I didn’t see the penis name story, and that would have been nice, as I think there are such wonderful names. The first I learned was purtur but I think that was what my friend made up. Then, family jewels, which didn’t make sense for years.
Anyway, the confusion part is that this all took place in 2017. Please please tell me it’s really already 2021 and we get a new president next week and more vaccinations, please. Otherwise, I’m in line for one of those cardboard boxes mentioned above, or a vacated chicken coop somewhere near you, Karen.
Oh, apparently my 22 month old grandchild yells (fill in the name) DIAPEEEEEE when someone farts....implying they need a diaper change. I do think it’s hilarious.
Karen
Hi Kat. The part of the post about Brazilian waxes was old. I added new writing and content to the top to let you know what's going on with me right now. That's why the comments for the post started back in 2017. They were comments from when I originally posted my Brazilian wax post. ~ karen!
Annie
Rectum........Damn near killed 'em!!!!!!
Nan
So good to know you are still among the living 😊
Karen
Yep I am! ~ karen
Jody
Yup, had to re-read that classic....
Carole
I'm reading this for a second, third time and I'm still laughing so hard. Shredded wheat just shreds me:)
Karen
do. not. brazilian. ferffffff. ~ karen!
Peter
Pffffft!
JC
Utterly brilliant, witty and laugh out loud funny. This was a pleasure to read and certainly made my evening much more enjoyable for the hearty belly laugh it gave me. Thank you!
Irene
As a friend is known to say, I laughed so hard the tears ran down my leg. ?
Karen
That's the goal Irene. ;) ~ karen!
Carole
I'm so glad I didn't miss this and that I'm *a part* of the *in* crowd who got to pee, fart, snort and have a grand laugh!
Thanks Karen...
A fan forever
Kristi S.
You're not getting rid of me with that :)
Amy Watson
I ain't going anywhere, after all you talk about the big purple dong :)
Ann Brookens
Oh, Karen. Even as intelligent and dainty as I am, you are just too funny and too "real" to ever give up!
Janelle
I'm confused - do you mean a full sized shredded wheat, or spoon-sized - because the former seems rather too large and the latter too small and as such, capable of becoming dislodged and rocketing out of the bottom of one's pant leg.