Woah-oh black nose hairs, bam-a-lam
Are you sure youāre not looking at animal fur shampoo?
Last one:
at least once a fortnight for ears and nose. Youād think I was 63 not 43. Plucking from the nose makes me cry, Iām not gonna lie.
I saw a lady getting her nostrils waxed. They put a big dollop of wax on a kebab stick then put that in your nose and you sit with this huge stick hanging out of your nose and then it dries and they tank the stick out
That sounds fucking awful.
Have now ordered a trimmer.
Weird place for hair to grow innit, whatās the logical end point of it?
I guess there is always hair round places that have stuff that can fall out of them like your bumāole.
Shit, should not have revealed the title of my thesis.
You reckon the purpose of hair around your bumhole is to catch the poo?
Maybe slow down its descent?
I dunno, Iām not God or Darwin.
Yes
My nostrils arenāt too bushy, but thereās a specific bunch of about three or four wiry hairs that grow inside the front of my left nostril and i can hardly ever get them. Every now and again iāll be having a rogue pick and iāll get hold of them, then itās a panic to āGET THE SMALL SCISSORS, QUICK, FFSā.
Also have a small clump of them inside my right ear which itās really nice to trim every few days, but i fear iām fighting a losing battle.
Think this happens in an episode of Queer Eye too. Horrendous.
trimmer, plucking the things out altogether is bad for you, nasal hairs have many valuable functions.
Trimming your ear hairs is tough because you canāt see it and some of them are only visible in certain lights. Iād like some mirror / lighting contraption that makes this simpler.
@blonzo are we cool talking about ear hairs in this #megathread too?
Can be used as currency in prison
some trimmers are really crap though.
Oui, bien sur.
I also have a very fine hair that grows clean out the end of my nose. It is pretty much invisible unless the light is just right. Then my wife tells me that my nose hair is back and I pluck it. Then the twat grows back again.
Iāve developed an obsession with stroking my ears trying to find coarse hairs.
I still remember the day I first found one and thought āoh great, another nervous bad habit to add to the listā.