Well, the Frug is out of town for the night. The chillens are asleep. And I have a brand new pot of hard wax to play with. *cue ominous music*
Am writing this in the bathroom, locked away from almost all the prying eyes. Fiona came in, took one look at the melting wax and gave me the patented feline *recoil* and the WTF look and RAN. Smart kitty.
I’ve just finished my chin and *giggles* knuckles…am heading south. Alert the media.
“Virginia Woman Skins Herself Alive in BIZARRE Waxing Accident“