tis the season to back the leg hair. Return often to watch the grass grow-I'll see if I can post time-lapsed snapshots.
Heres what happens:
I let it grow. It goes thru an itchy period. I feel like an adolescent. The hair makes me feel like a gorrilla. Time passes. I get used to it again. Spring comes around. I get excitied about the bike season. I shave. Wife frowns.
6 months without leg hair. 6 months with (give or take acouple). seems fair.
Friday, October 20, 2006
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment