Blogger Jeremy wrote about losing his "man boobs." That reminded me of a guy who used to live in town who drove the propane truck. In the summer he never wore a shirt. He had a furry pelt of body hair and man boobs stuck out from the hair. Sweat would trickle through that pelt and over the pink areola of his boobs as he chatted you up while chewing on a cigar stub.
The thing was he was almost bald--why didn't some of that fur grow up there? After all, tufts of hair was growing out of his ears. And all the while he's flirting like crazy-did that guy ever look in a mirror? I changed gas companies just so I wouldn't have to look at him.
Hair growth patterns are a funny thing. Older women get chin, lip and facial hair. My scalp hair is thinning out, but I can shave under my arms and practically feel it sprouting back--WHY won't it do that on my scalp? And women with a mustache or chin hair makes me yearn to hold them down and pluck it out. I have to suffer through plucks to keep it off, why shouldn't they? Men with boobs can at least cover them up with a shirt, but women can't hide a hairy face. Bye from wolf girl. (Just kidding! Susil.)
gets thinner while my facial hair gets thicker