So last night, I went with my hilarious roommate Christine to her friend's new apartment. Since she has no furniture or even a television yet, we had to make due with pizza, beers and sparkling conversation. I was happy because I got to play with a doggie and Christine was happy because she got to drink, smoke and be the center of attention.
You can't help to make her the center of attention if she is part of your group. Some of the stuff that comes out of her mouth would make Ron Jeremy blush.
So during one of their many "smoke breaks" we venture into the chilly night air and start discussing shaving... don't ask me why. I am not even sure how it came up. Well Chris asked the two guys that were there if they shave their balls. They both looked disgusted and immediately replied, "No!" Then it was her turn to look disgusted and she started demanding, "Shave your shit! Shave it! Hairy balls are sick, man!" I piped in with, "There really is nothing like a shorn scrotum. It's breath-taking. I highly suggest you try it."
We all start cracking up, but she is dead serious. Apparently, Chris has quite the strong stance on ball hair removal. She stated how no woman will ever want to tea bag you if you have a hairy nut sack. I mean, I agree, but thought of putting a razor up to that paper-thin skin made me a little woozy, and I don't even have balls.
She was adamant. She repeated over and over, "SHAVE YOUR SHIT!" She said that we go to all the trouble of trimming our tree, why shouldn't a guy do a little undercarriage maintenance?