Ola, so yesterday i was so bored that i decided to shave off my pubic hair. it went well except that i now have a cut this -------- long on my left ball. also the left one is the only one shaved while the righty is still hairy as usual. guys if you are bored jerk off or puff the magic dragon or do whatever else you do, don't go at your body with a razor. alright the incident got me thinking about the barbershop i used to frequent in nepal- natwarlal hair sailoon- yeah and that is the right spelling. so guys had their own particular barbershop and a specific barber that they trusted their hair with. the guy that cut my hair used to put a pinch of balwan under his lip before he took the scissors. i sat at the chair and beside the mirror there was a poster of Mamata Kulkarni etching to bare her breasts. so my barber dude started every sentence with "kaha hajur...." so every time i was done with the hair cutting i would tell him that he should get a poster of mamata nude. he laughed and said "kaha hajur...." so while i am on this train of thought i rememebr another incident. my kaam-garne at home was a little fuchhe- a bright and fiesty kid whom we called KB - short for Khadga Bahadur. so he had this enimosity with all the tarkariwalas that walked with their bicycles and the tokori of fruits and vegetables. one day a tarkariwala was walking by in the street when KB stopped him. he went near the guy and without looking at the tokori at all, he shouted: ye madhishe golveda kati? the tarkariwala looked suspicious but said: golvinta bis rupaiya kilo? KB, made his incredulous face and putting his hands on his hip declared: mula madihse, talai heryo bhane talai kasaile panch rupiya ma kindaina, tero golveda beeeeeis ruuuu---paaaiii---yaa?