My sister moved here!

The highlight of my week came this afternoon when after something like six or seven years of pretending it didn't exist, my sister Audrey chopped off the disgusting skin tag I've been hiding in the crook of my elbow. We first tried using fishing line, but instead of severing it, the string got stuck around the very base of the nub and then broke, leaving me with a strangled finger mole that was beginning to turn purple. I numbed it again with a piece of ice and then she clipped it with my kitchen shears.

The castoff looked like an adorable little bald baby scrotum.

You're welcome.

Comments

[Joceline]

I can't believe you didn't throw up or faint. I think I might throw up or faint now.

[Siera]

Dude I had I skin tag below the belt for the longest time and when I was pregnant I started getting brazilians. One time I forgot to tell the esthetician about it... Needless to say I got a little bit more waxed than I bargained for that day and a huge discount.

[seeeeeeestor]

I thought you said you werent going to blog about this!!! hahahahaaaaaa

[Sarah Viola]

Lovely new design, pretty lady. Even your skin tag can't take the shine off of this one!

[Amber]

All the silence, then THIS is what I see. Of course, you gave me an idea of how to productively torture my husband.

[Carrisa]

You don't even want to know what I've done to remove some of my skin tags over the years. Let's just say the most recent adventure involved ice and a new and sterile pair of toenail clippers. And blood. Lots of blood.

[Alias Mother]

I'm pretty significantly icked out for what is really not that gross of a procedure. Thanks for sharing.

[erin]

Sterile toenail clippers are totally the way to go. So sharp, so final.

[Heather M.]

OMG - thank you for giving me a good a laugh. I really appreciate it.

[Amy]

This may be one of the most random and therefore funniest blog postings ever!

[Sarah]

That's gross.