LIF Lifestyle
Alles over gezondheid, uiterlijke verzorging, mode, kleding, make-up, tabak, etc.
ik doe altijd met een trimmer gewoon standje 1 mm want zonder die kap erop zaagt dat ding door je huid heen had ik eens zat echt helemaal onder de bloed
Als je het maar vaak genoeg doet, raken de haarzakjes zo beschadigd dat er geen haar meer uit groeit. Dus dan blijft het uiteindelijk wel weg. Maar da's jaren werk.quote:Op woensdag 5 december 2012 10:43 schreef Flurry het volgende:
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Nee, dat lijkt maar zo omdat de nieuwe haartjes erg dun beginnen, maar daarna groeien ze gewoon weer als normaal
"Pain is my friend. I can trust pain. I can trust pain to make my life utterly miserable."
"My brain is too smart for me."
"We don't need no education." "Yes you do, you just used a double negative."
"My brain is too smart for me."
"We don't need no education." "Yes you do, you just used a double negative."
ik heb 't 3 of 4 jaar gedaan, maar het groeit nog net zo hard als eerstquote:
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Als je het maar vaak genoeg doet, raken de haarzakjes zo beschadigd dat er geen haar meer uit groeit. Dus dan blijft het uiteindelijk wel weg. Maar da's jaren werk.
We cross our bridges when we come to them and burn them behind us, with nothing to show for our progress except a memory of the smell of smoke, and a presumption that once our eyes watered.
Ik iets langer en ik heb kale plekken in mijn liezenquote:
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ik heb 't 3 of 4 jaar gedaan, maar het groeit nog net zo hard als eerst
"Pain is my friend. I can trust pain. I can trust pain to make my life utterly miserable."
"My brain is too smart for me."
"We don't need no education." "Yes you do, you just used a double negative."
"My brain is too smart for me."
"We don't need no education." "Yes you do, you just used a double negative."
Ik heb dat uitgebreid met mijn hoofdhaar geprobeerd...quote:
Geil en na één keer scheren krijg je er een dik tapijt voor terug. Ik zeg: doen!
Helaas...
Handgemaakt | Doggerlandse klimaatvluchteling
Scheren is niet zo handig, als je pech hebt groeit het dan naar binnen en moet je geopereerd worden. En dan Kun je een paar weken op een donut zitten.
Behulpzaam als een waterkraan.
Op woensdag 29 april 2015 16:30 schreef seto het volgende:
als je niet #teamhenk bent ben je gewoon een *weggeFopt*homo
Op woensdag 29 april 2015 16:30 schreef seto het volgende:
als je niet #teamhenk bent ben je gewoon een *weggeFopt*homo
Dit inderdaad. Als je de verhalen moet geloven is het echt iets wat je jezelf niet wil aandoen.quote:
Wie post het "don't shave that hair" stukje even?
Who's the black private dick
That's a sex machine to all the chicks?
That's a sex machine to all the chicks?
Barbaren die de de natuurlijke habitat van hun tarrels gewetenloos wegmaaien
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Ik doe het om de zoveel tijd zelf onder de douche.
Gewoon met een schaar. Neem dan ook gelijk m'n bossie voorop mee en m'n okselhaar enzo.
Ik hoef het ook niet helemaal glad te hebben. Ben geen fag.
Verdomme, en dan kom je er achter dat het alweer cm'ers lang is
Gewoon met een schaar. Neem dan ook gelijk m'n bossie voorop mee en m'n okselhaar enzo.
Ik hoef het ook niet helemaal glad te hebben. Ben geen fag.
Verdomme, en dan kom je er achter dat het alweer cm'ers lang is
Een oplossing van twee delen zwavelzuur en drie delen water doet wonderen. 
Aldoor dat metalen ruischen van de metalen stralende zee ...
Ik heb het een keer gedaan, helemaal kut. Echt dagenlang pijn gehad (prikkelen), dunne kak, geirriteerde anus, alles was kut. en uiteraard bloed.
Nooit meer doe ik dat dus.
Nooit meer doe ik dat dus.
was dat?quote:
Ik heb gehoord dat tarrels weer helemaal in zijn tegenwoordig.
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Ik heb gehoord dat tarrels weer helemaal in zijn tegenwoordig.
All wars are civil wars, because all men are brothers. ~François Fénelon
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Seriously? http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=tarrel
Mijn nieuwe ondertitel
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Bronquote:WARNING!!!
Date: 2004-07-01, 2:15PM PDT
Don't Shave That Hair!!!
I have recently made a mistake in my life, and I offer my story to you, that you may learn from my error. It all started, as many things do, with me having trouble shitting.
No, I was not constipated; this was not a regularity problem but a matter of technique. It seems my ass-hair had grown to such a length that tiny grogans were constantly getting tied up in the matted jungle between my asscheeks. It led to much frustration, with me KNOWING that I still had something to drop, but unable to shake the tenacious turd loose from its butthair dwelling. Eventually I would have to do two things: either reach down with some paper and try to pinch off the lingering loaf (which required careful precision to avoid smearing the creature all over my rear, especially since I had no way of seeing what I was doing) or just go for broke, start wiping, and hope that I could remove all the leftover fecal matter before the toilet paper reached its Can't-Be-Flushed threshold.
I was contemplating this problem, when I had what seemed at the time to be a bright idea. "Hey! This is my butt and my butt-hair, right? So why don't I just eliminate all the hair, and then my grogans will flow out like beer from a keg!" I said to myself. It is a statement that will go down in history with a lot of other regretted statements. "How many Indians could there be?" said by General Custer. "Looks like a good day for a drive!" by JFK. "There! America On-Line now has complete Usenet access!" by some idiot system tech. Such was my anal shaving idea.
I performed the operation that night, with a cheap disposable razor and a towel to sit on. Starting from the bottom, and shaving from the crack to the cheeks, I began the arduous process of ridding my ass of hair. Occassionally, I would have to clean the razor of accumulated hair and miscellaneous slime, which I did by wiping it on the towel. Slowly, my twin mounds and the between-ravine began to resemble the hairless cheeks of a newborn baby. Finally, I wiped the razor one last time, and surveyed my work. The towel was covered with a pile of hair. My ass was smooth as ivory. I smiled, satisfied, thinking my troubles were over.
Little did I know.
I now have a great respect for anal-hair. Like everything in this world God created, it has its mighty purpose in existence. It was only after I had removed it that I started to learn how much I had been taking it for granted. For one, it provides friction. I learned this the next day, when I walked out into the sun heading for class. After climbing two flights of stairs and starting to sweat, I started to notice something unpleasant. The sweat was accumulating in my crack, and was causing the unpleasant sensation of my two asscheeks sliding past each other with every step. I thought about going to the bathroom and wiping it off, but had to get to class. Eventually, I thought, it would dry.
Unfortunately, it did dry, but only after mingling with the microscopic shit- molecules lingering around my brown starfish. When I stood up after class, my cheeks were stuck together with a slimy sticky shit/sweat combination. As I made my way back to my dorm, it started to itch. God-DAMN, did it itch! Felt like a swarm of ants was making its way up and down my crack. Fighting to keep from jamming my hand down there and scratching away, I rushed back to the dorm.
Unfortunately again, this exertion caused me to sweat, and when I finally reached my room, my cheeks were sliding back and forth against each other like a pair of horny cane-toads. I quickly dropped my pants, and attempted to dry my ass off by sticking it in front of a fan and spreading my cheeks. As I pulled the two mounds of flesh apart, a horrible stench burst free and filled the room. Every dog within a 4 block radius started to howl. I had it worst of all, as the ripe aroma of festering shit/sweat went into the fan and blew back into my face. I fought to keep from heaving. And as I sat there, fighting vomit, my ass cheeks spread and dripping, with the concentrated aroma of my body odor mixed with the tangy smell of my own shit blowing right into my face, I had only one thought: "It will be like this until the hair grows back. Weeks."
Later on, trying to deal as best I could, wiping my ass at every opportunity, I discovered another wonderful use for ass-hair - ventilation. I attempted to launch a fart, only to have it get stuck between my asscheeks. Apparently, with no hair, the two pink twins can get vacuum sealed together, and the result was a frustrating fart that slid up and down between my cheeks like a lost gerbil.
As if that wasn't enough, I am now enduring further torture. As anyone who has ever shaved anything knows, when hair is first growing in, it comes in as stubble. Imagine your ass having the texture of a brillo pad. Well, that is what I am dealing with now. It is a hellish torture, and there are many times when I just look out the window and contemplate why I shouldn't just jump out and get it all over with in one fleshy splat, rather than endure this constant agony.
Friends, DON'T SHAVE YOUR ASS-HAIR!
"Do you still smoke a lot of pot?" "Oh, every day. But not a lot."
"Our first assignment is a documentary. They're like real movies but with ugly people."
"Well, I gotta go learn a bunch of people's names before I fire them."
"Our first assignment is a documentary. They're like real movies but with ugly people."
"Well, I gotta go learn a bunch of people's names before I fire them."
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die is meester
We cross our bridges when we come to them and burn them behind us, with nothing to show for our progress except a memory of the smell of smoke, and a presumption that once our eyes watered.
Onzin dat verhaal. Scheer altijd m'n konthaar en nooit ergens last van.
nohommo
nohommo
Op vrijdag 27 september 2013 16:52 schreef Braddie het volgende:
Een overpowered Alpha mannetje, en een Chinees, lezen mij de les.
Nergens voor nodig.
Een overpowered Alpha mannetje, en een Chinees, lezen mij de les.
Nergens voor nodig.
inderdaad een onzin verhaal. waarschijnlijk geschreven door een dikke amerikaan die al zweet voordat hij de deur uit is 
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