The Lovely Dave got me thinking - I know, totally new territory for me, rite? - with his post Guilty Little Pleasures (check out the brilliance here) about the things we do just to spite our conscience. Long showers seem to feature prominently. But, as I've noted previously, the trick to brilliance is to wrestle any topic on to the floor, then beat it till it bleeds. Which is how I ended up pondering on several... practices which I enjoy tremendously, but don't really seek an audience for. Okay folks, out of the gutter, and stick with me here.
While long showers are publicly considered to be akin to smacking puppies these days, no one really looks at you askance for indulging. So where is the line crossed? For example, my secret sin is fiddling with, and removing, ingrown hairs. Oh my God, the joy, the sheer relief, the sense of accomplishment that comes from squeezing out an ingrown hair. Disgusting? You betcha! Will I stop doing it in the privacy of my own bathroom? Not f*ckin' likely, son!
Where does guilty pleasure cross the line to secret sin? And if it's not hurting anyone - apart fm my beautician anyway (apparently, my 'helping' is about as much use as a Gideon's Bible in a cathouse) - does it really matter?
C'mon ppl, 'fess up - what do you do when no one's watching?
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First of all, brilliance is a bit of a stretch. Like pulling a rubber band between here and Belguim.
And I'll have you know my brain is quite comfy sitting there in the gutter thank you very much.
Now, GLP's as I have dubbed them come in many forms - You know those tomato sauce sachets? I love to suck out the last bit of sauce. Gross? Probably. Yum? You bet!
Hellooooooooo Mel?????? Where you at? Heeeelloooooooo???????
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