Since I got diagnosed with Kitharism I have been hiking and doing resistance band shit so that I am not as big of piece of shit in the future.
I have never been a fan of camping and outdoor shit like that. I can't shit in public bathrooms and I cant hump next to a tree and drop a deuce. So in the past ten years I have been camping once and actually took a air mattress

Another reason I don't like the outdoors is bugs. I hate spiders and other creepy crawling shit. Now mind you I am not like a girl and scream when I see a spider....I go all MURDER DEATH KILL.
So I was out doing a brisk 8 miler the other day and went off the trail. So naturally when I got home I showered off the filth. So in the process of lathering up my divine body I felt something on my balls.
Oh shit I might have a tick on my balls was my first thought!!! NO GOOD. My worst nightmare has come true. So I grab hold of my apple bag and stretch it like it was a ball of silly putty to get a better look.
FALSE ALARM.....it wasn't a tick but a piece of balled up thread from my nearly tattered 'unders....but then I noticed something more horrifying. Something I have dreaded for years and years and didn't expect to come for a good 10 or more years. Oh fuck why is this happening to me now. WHY GOD WHY! What the fuck am I going to do now?

I had about 10 grey ball hairs. TEN!
FUCKING HELL.
Troyer I am going to need a waxing tomorrow night....get the wax prepped!