MY SNATCH IS LIKE A PORCUPINE'S ASS

When I don't shave, that is.

It's like a nuclear power plant or something anyway, with molten lava like heat, but when you add friction-
whoa......

Look out!

But seriously.

If I don't shave for a few days, I can't even walk right because of the friction.  And razors aren't cheap!
No- they are not cheap.  One pack is like 10 bucks or so!

Even if I wasn't taking my clothes off in a public venue, I'd still have to shave my snatchola.
I can't take the hair.

It feels like a sandpaper porcupine on my genitalia that does a disappearing act every day.

First he's there, and then I pull a  magic razor out of my hat, and poof-- he's gone!

Would it be called '5 0' clock shadow' even if it's on a place where the sun don't shine?

True story, folks.

I'll be going to the gym later, and going on the treadmill,  so I have to shave first, or else there might be
explosions in town from me splitting the atom with my crotch.

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