Monday

beaver fever

so i dont know about you, but naked people freak me right out.

i know we should all think that every body is beautiful blah blah blah, but unless you have a great body, and/or you are a man, then i am just not interested.

our team room is attached to the public changeroom / washrooms at school, and if you go in there and don't see atleast three naked women each time, you are of the lucky.

i mean sure, it's a change room, and all women are the same...

false.

firstly, its called a razor.

it is so irritating when i would just like to wash my hands after going pee, and boom, theres a cluster of beavers and saggy melons surrounding the sink. not one part of me wants to squeeze in there to wash my hands. i'd rather die of flesh eating disease. or scurvy.

same idea with the open shower concept.

why out of all the open stalls that are somewhat private and facing the back wall, would you choose the one that faces outwards to every single person born with eyes screaming "HELLO WORLD! I AM SHOWERING AND I AM NAKED!"

i know you are probably reading this and saying "then just dont look, you pervert"

i walk in from a good work out, feeling great, and a naked woman starts walking in front of me, fine whatever. all of a sudden she drops her shampoo bottle, and leaves me behind her to catch a whole eye-full of her cave while she happily bends over to grab it.

thank you very much, but I'm going to go spoon my eyes out with a spork now.

xoxo, the damsel

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