Girls told me that I would LOVE getting a manicure and pedicure... they told me to prepare to be pampered. But let me tell you that was pure torture.
How is a sharp piece of metal being scrapped into your nail supposed to be relaxing? I was tense the entire time. I wanted it to end. I was about to tell my sadist that I would give them all of the secrets to the White House if they would stop.
Never again.
I also felt sorry for them - they were tasked to remove 27 years of built up foot boogers. I felt bad because they were Vietnamese and they could have been my cousins.
I really didn't like it. It was like visiting the dentist... for your feet.
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