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@theogcny!
“why did i let you convince me into this fucking dumb idea?!” he held onto the kitchen counter while looking down at his leg. the massive wax strip attached to it, now forever a part of him. “god, just fucking kill me right now, kill me! i don’t care if that makes me sound like a weak pussy!” he continued to whine while looking down at his leg. he had been through worse pain than most humans ever experienced in a lifetime, yet the thought of removing something like wax off his hairy legs sounded worse than getting shot or stabbed. something he had already felt. “can you google if i can stay with the wax strip until i die?” he whined while looking over his shoulders to jangmi.
