Username: Taurus333 Date: 30-03-2022 22:13:32 Mood: bored Music: Old School Soul & R and B

Years ago, when the Military Service required lots of travel, sometimes there was not enough room on base in V.O.Q.(Visiting Officers Quarters). So we'd be stuck at a cheap local motel. You know the ones, cheap, no name,  and questionable quality. Gosh I remember the itching, añd then the scratching, was driving me crazy. I could barely fly,  crew chief told me it was crabs. We didn't land early enough for me to see the flight surgeon, or even go to the local drug store.  So I stopped at the BX(Base Exchange) bought a container of lighter fluid; a box of  wooden matches and a ice pick. I had contracted a BAD case of crabs. I mean these things were big. You could make a whole pot of Louisiana Gumbo outta these things

.  So I took out my shaving kit, shaved off half of my pubic hair, soaked the other half of my pubic hair in lighter fluid, let that sit and soak in a minute or two, then used the matches to light the remainder of my pubs.  When the crabs would come running out of the burning pubic hair, I would stab them with the newly purchased ice pick...problem solved. So ya'll take heed, be careful and watch those cheap no name hotels.  Peace.

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