It’s lockdown and your wife decides to give you a facial.
You agree because men only wash and go (rinse with soap and water, maybe use a facecloth) without doing the full wash that includes rinse, apply, rinse again, apply again, rinse again, apply something else, wait for one hour, rinse again, apply something different again) if you catch my drift …So when Wifey asked if she could do a facial ‘just to treat me’, I agreed.
I lied down comfortably with my head on a pillow covered with a towel. “Relax and close your eyes,” she said.
All of a sudden ice-cold cream, which is pitch black by the way, was being applied to my nose.”Must it be this ice cold? Must it be so thick and greasy?” I moaned.”Yes”, she replied.”How long must I lie like this,” I asked.”I’ll let you know,” she said.
So there I was staring at the roof as if I had nothing better to do, because I wasn’t allowed to move. My nose itched but I was not allowed to touch it … “Otherwise I’ll have to do it again,” she threatened.
After almost falling asleep she said, “It’s time”.”Time for what?” I asked.
Meanwhile, the pitch-black cream, or whatever it was, that she applied to my nose, had gone hard. She was simply going to peel it off and voilà!
Everything bad had now apparently disappeared, although I seemed to be the only one unable to see the difference.
Please tell me: How is it any fun to have black stuff applied to your nose, waste a lot of precious time waiting for it to do the trick, and then not see any difference?. Why waste so much time if you could just wash and go, and get the same result? Am I missing something? We would like to hear from you.
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