Let's have a good laugh


Let's have a good laugh

Listen to you laugh, doesn't it sound fantastic ?

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Healing can be a very somber journey which can drain us of energy, perception, needs and even wants. It can become all we think about from dawn till dusk and it can consume our spirit and make us forget. Sometimes we just need a good laugh to remind ourselves that we are going to be just fine.

In this section we will be taking a look at some movies that where made to help and support people in their acts of intimacy or similar activities, but, have also been created with humor in mind.

Nothing in here is meant to offend

Also in this section you are encouraged to share things that have given you a good laugh, anything that has put a smile on your face or brought tears of laughter to your eyes, will also help US to remember.

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Comment by Sheila on April 12, 2011 at 4:33am
Never Wax Your HOO - HA

All hair removal methods have tricked women with their promises
of easy, painless removal - The Epilady, scissors, razors, Nair
and now...the wax. Read on..........

My night began as any other normal weeknight. Fix dinner, watch the grand kids come and go.
I then had the thought that would ring painfully in my mind for
the next few hours: 'Maybe I should get the waxing kit from the
medicine cabinet.
So I headed to the site of my demise: the bathroom.

It was one of those 'cold wax' kits. No melting a clump of hot wax,
you just rub the strips together in your hand, they get warm and
you peel them apart and press them to your leg (or wherever else)
and you pull the hair right off. No muss, no fuss. How hard can it be?

I mean, I'm not a genius, but I am mechanically inclined enough
to figure this out. (YA THINK!?!)
So I pull one of the thin strips out. Its two strips facing each other
stuck together.

Instead of rubbing them together, my genius kicks in so I get out
the hair dryer and heat it to 1000 degrees. ('Cold wax,' yeah...right!)

I lay the strip across my thigh. Hold the skin around it tight and pull.

It works!

OK, so it wasn't the best feeling, but it wasn't too bad.
I can do this! Hair removal no longer eludes me!

I am She-rah, fighter of all wayward body hair and maker of
smooth skin extraordinaire.

With my next wax strip I move north. After checking on the family,
I sneak back into the bathroom for the ultimate hair fighting championship.

I drop my granny panties and place one foot on the toilet..

Using the same procedure, I apply the wax strip across the right side of my
bikini line, covering the right half of my hoo-ha and stretching down to the inside
of my butt cheek (it was a long strip).

I inhale deeply and brace myself.... RRRRIIIPPP!!!!

I'm blind!!! Blinded from pain!!!!..... OH MY GAWD!!!!!!!!!
Vision returning, I notice that I've only managed to pull off half the strip.


Another deep breath and RIPP! Everything is spinning and spotted.
I think I may pass out.... I must stay conscious... I must stay conscious.
Do I hear crashing drums??? Breathe, breathe.... OK, back to normal.

I want to see my trophy - a wax covered strip, the one that has caused me so
much pain, with my hairy pelt sticking to it. I want to revel in the glory that is my
triumph over body hair.

I hold up the strip!

There's no hair on it.

Where is the hair???


Slowly I ease my head down, foot still perched on the toilet.

I see the hair. The hair that should be on the strip... it's not!

I touch.. I am touching wax.

I run my fingers over the most sensitive part of my body, which is now covered
in cold wax and matted hair.

Then I make the next BIG mistake ... remember my foot is still propped upon the
toilet? So I put my foot down.

Sealed shut! My butt is sealed shut. Sealed shut!
I penguin walk around the bathroom trying to figure out what to do
and think to myself 'Please don't let me get the urge to poop..
My head may pop off!'

What can I do to melt the wax?

Hot water!! Hot water melts wax!! I'll run the hottest water I can
stand in the bathtub, get in, immerse the wax-covered bits and the wax
should melt and I can gently wipe it off, right ???


I get in the tub - the water is slightly hotter than that used to
torture prisoners of war or sterilize surgical equipment - I sit.

Now, the only thing worse than having your nether regions glued
together, is having them glued together and then glued to the bottom of the
tub.... in scalding hot water.

Which, by the way, does not melt cold wax.

So, now I'm stuck to the bottom of the tub as though I had cemented myself to the

God bless the AT&T man who had convinced me a few months ago to have a
phone put in the bathroom!!!!!

I call my friend, thinking surely she has waxed before and has some
secret of how to get me undone. It's a very good conversation

'So, my butt and hoo-ha are glued together to the bottom of the tub!'

There is a slight pause. She doesn't know any secret tricks for removal but she
does try to hide her laughter from me.

She wants to know exactly where the wax is located, 'Are we talking
cheeks or hoo-ha?'

She's laughing out loud by now ... I can hear her.

I give her the rundown and she suggests I call the number on the side
of the box.

YEAH!!!!! Right!! I should be the joke of someone else's night.

While we go through various solutions, I resort to trying to scrape
the wax off with a razor. Nothing feels better than to have your girlie goodies
covered in hot wax, glued shut, stuck to the tub in super hot water and then
dry-shaving the sticky wax off!!

By now the brain is not working, dignity has taken a major hike and
I'm pretty sure I'm going to need Post-Traumatic Stress counseling for
this event.

My friend is still talking with me when I finally see my saving grace.....
the lotion they give you to remove the excess wax.

What do I really have to lose at this point?

I rub some on and OH MY GOD!!! The scream probably woke the family and
scared the dickens out of my friend.

It's sooo painful, but I really don't care.


I get a hearty congratulation from my friend and she hangs up.
I successfully remove the remainder of the wax and then notice to my
grief and despair....THE HAIR IS STILL THERE.......ALL OF IT!

So I recklessly shave it off. Heck, I'm numb by now. Nothing hurts.
I could have amputated my own leg at this point.

Next week I'm going to try hair color......how bad can that turn out???
Comment by Alexa on March 9, 2011 at 11:40pm

ok, this cracks me up .. and hey, it's only 15 seconds you won't regret! LOL LOL



Comment by Alexa on March 9, 2011 at 11:40pm
hee-hee! I like that!!
Comment by Sheila on January 23, 2011 at 1:15pm


 What do you do all day? 



A man came home from work and found his three children outside,
still in their pyjamas, playing in the mud, with empty food boxes and
wrappers strewn all around the front yard.

The door of his wife's car was open, as was the front door to the
house and there was no sign of the dog. Proceeding into the entry,
he found an even bigger mess. A lamp had been knocked over, and the
throw rug was wadded against one wall. In the front room the TV was
loudly blaring a cartoon channel, and the family room was strewn with toys
and various items of clothing.

In the kitchen, dishes filled the sink, breakfast food was spilled
On the counter, the fridge door was open wide, dog food was spilled on
the floor, a broken glass lay under the table, and a small pile of
sand was spread by the back door.

He quickly headed up the stairs, stepping over toys and more piles
Of clothes, looking for his wife. He was worried she might be ill, or
that something serious had happened.

He was met with a small trickle of water as it made its way out the
bathroom door. As he peered inside he found wet towels, scummy soap
and more toys strewn over the floor. Miles of toilet paper lay in a
heap and toothpaste had been over the mirror and walls.

As he rushed to the bedroom, he found his wife still curled up in
the bed in her pyjamas, reading a novel. She looked up at him, smiled,
and asked how his day went.

He looked at her bewildered and asked, 'What happened here today?'

She again smiled and answered,
'You know every day when you come
Home from work and you ask me sarcastically what in the world I do all

'Yes,' was his incredulous reply.

She answered
, 'Well, today, I didn't do it.'

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