"The time has come," the Walrus said,
"To talk of many things:
Of shoes--and ships--and sealing-wax--
Of cabbages--and kings--
And why the sea is boiling hot--
And whether pigs have wings."
Yesterday I went to a new storefront aesthetician to have my eyebrows waxed. She did a beautiful job then told me to lie back so she could wax my upper lip.
"Oh. No thank you. I'm fine."
"No, Lady. You need your lip done. You have long whiskers. I fix you up."
Needless to say, I let her. Again, she did a good job and I will certainly use her again. Still, I couldn't help thinking as I left,
Thank Heaven it wasn't my chin!