driving back from getting the hair cut, i was next to this guy on a motorcycle. he looked to be incredibly attactive in that harley guy kind of way, with long, long chocolate brown hair all tied back and some really cool burns/facial hair stuff happening.
eventually i had to merge and get behind him. i was horrified to discover that his back was covered in hair. . . and not from his ponytail. nope. . . it was backhair. bad, bad backhair. his back was covered except for his spine.
the whole time i’m behind him (5 or 6 miles) i just kept wondering if he had to put sunscreen all over that.
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It’s been my expierence that nost women don’t like hairy back…glad I don’t have one.
And being single sucks…or at least being alone does..
the image you painted of a hairy back covered in sunscreen sickened me…. I refuse to read anymore of your back hair rants. However if you follow up on the “perky niddler breasts” send me an email…
if you don’t watch out i will tell you the story about trish, who we used to call hairy nips.
I used to be “in love” (*cough*) with a guy who had more hair on his back than he did on his head. You could have fashioned a sweater out of his growth. Everyone used to make fun of it (and thank god he kept it hidden, but you could almost see its puffiness through his shirt, damn it), but I would claim that I didn’t mind at all because I “loved” him. Now that the love has been replaced with a delightful variety of apathy, the mere thought of his back hair makes me wish for a lobotomy.
Wax it, boys. If women can suffer the humiliation of Brazilian bikini waxes, surely you can endure the pain of a back wax. Now get of here, and don’t come back until it’s safe for me to look at you without engaging my gag reflex.