Snatch emergency

Remember last weekend how I missed my wax appointment? Yeah I called to reschedule that shit. Well, due to circumstances outside my master waxer's control, she couldn't get me in until after Christmas. 

The state of my hairy snatch became an emergency. I got desperate and shaved. I. fucking. shaved. I fucking know better! My FUPA (fat upper pussy area) does not do well with a razor. OMFG I hurt so bad. How do bitches SHAVE?!? My twat had razor burn and I got ingrown hairs. When I walked my clothes felt like a Brillo pad scrubbing me raw. 

Dickhead has a hard time understanding why I worship the wax - preferring to have my hair ripped from my lady bits, taint and asshole - and refuse to shave. 

He understood once I humped his face like a dog in heat and gave him a bearded-clam burn.

Wine and waxing - of course it's a fucking disaster

Master Waxer was drinking her own wine before I arrived today. She must've had a rough day full of pussies and assholes because MW was already slurring when I walked in the door. Then we had a glass (or two, but who's counting) in prep for my vag-anus hair to be ripped out. We joked as usual as I laid back with my legs cocked at odd angles for her to get the wax on.

The air conditioner was going full blast, blowing right on my twat, and I swear my labia clapped to warm itself up. MW apologized for the freezing cold air, but she had been having hot flashes all day so she was trying to cool off. Well, that explained why she was hitting the wine pretty hard before I got there. Fanning herself with one hand, MW smeared some wax on me with the other. Holymotherfuckingjesuschrist the wax was hot hot hot. I yelped in surprise as hot wax dripped on my lady bits. MW was horrified and apologized profusely, starting to fan my twat with her hands. And then, the motherfucking wax stick fell from her fingertips in slow motion and landed in the thick of things on my veej. Of course the air was blowing so hard the wax was congealing faster than normal. When MW grabbed the stick and pulled it took a nice little hair ball with it. At this point I started laughing. I laughed so hard I forgot to maintain position and closed my legs...pretty much gluing my twat closed with wax. My vagina had to be oiled to dissolve the stickiness. If my appointment was any indication of how the rest of MW's day had gone, I couldn't blame her one bit for getting shit-faced. Before we got back to the business of removing the hair from my business I made MW pour me another glass of wine so I could cope with this awkwardly traumatic experience.

I finally left with my hair all ripped out, my lips unglued and a nice little buzz going. Dickhead was pissy when I walked in the door because I was later getting home than normal from an appointment. So I showcased my hard-earned wax job, asked him if it looked good and when he said 'yeah' and tried to fondle me I told him he needed to remember what it looked like because he wasn't getting any with that motherfucking attitude.

Now he's sulking on the couch, and I'm sitting over here drinking more wine and throwing out zero fucks that he's pouting like a fucking child.

I'll take a Brazilian and some fries with that, fuck you very much

After having my vajayjay and ass hair savagely ripped out with a quick Brazilian wax, I went through a drive thru for lunch. I was feeling pretty sassy, as one typically does when relishing in a hair free cooter, and immediately after placing my order the Lily Allen song "Fuck You" came on from my iTunes. I cranked the volume up and pulled up to pay.

 Video: Fuck You

Shaking my ass to the beat, I rolled down the window and handed over my credit card singing the chorus "fuck you, fuck you very very muu-uh-uh-uh-uch." The shocked look on the worker's face snapped me back to reality of what was coming out of my mouth.

But with zero fucks to give I hit the arrow on my steering wheel to crank that muthafucka up even more. I just hope like hell that my ZFG attitude didn't result in some herpes-infested ass clown rubbing the meat patty over their crusted lip, causing me to wind up with an STD. If I get mouth herpes I may very well give a fuck.