As a man, you and I both know that grooming is important. (duh)

Wait, let me correct that, as a man with a girlfriend/wife/significant other, you know that grooming is important. Those of you without that special someone… the one thing that might be standing between you and her… is grooming.

Personal Grooming is important. Wait. What? How I look MATTERS to the opposite sex? WHAT WHAT WHAT???

If you honestly thought what I just said above… you are a fucking moron.

Think of the last time you saw a really, truly unattractive person. What was it about them that made them undesirable to you? Odds are, the way they looked mattered to you, right? With that said, the common sense cops called and wanted me to remind you that how you look matters as well. Are you grossly overweight? Why? Get on that man, it’s not rocket science. Losing weight is so easy, it’s not even funny.

I digress.

How to my balls work into this equation is what you’re wondering? Grooming is important.

What’s even scarier is that in questioning this, you’re actively thinking about my nutsack. Man lover.

The last girl you were with, where you got to see her special parts,  did she have a mighty forest growing down below or was she cleanly shorn, or maybe trimmed? She took the time to make sure she was groomed. She did this for herself, and maybe, if you’re lucky, she took you into consideration. Odds are it was 99% for her mind you, but still… point is, she was groomed. (it’s a woman’s world guys, we’re just guests)

Have you ever went to yonder shower, blade in hand, with the game plan of shaving the grapes? Not so easy is it? The wrinkled skin flaps and a sharp razor blade don’t exactly make you happy smiley. It scares the fucking shit out of this cowboy. Fact.

Philips came out with this little product called the Bodygroom for guys that wanted to keep the good clean, trimmed, even shaved. I have tried this tool for shorn pubes and I can tell you, buy it. The only negative on it, the blade goes dull after about a month or three. Meh, gotta replace blades anyway on regular shavers so why would this be any different?

Check this video… it helps explain things

Once done, head over to Amazon.com and buy this. Hell, you can even buy replacement blades while you’re at it. This will help you be taken more serious in the bedroom when you drop your drawers, you’ll look like you actually give a shit. (which you should, by the way, if you plan to keep her interested in you and your furry jungle…er… cleanly trimmed putting green.

If for no other reason, guys, trimming/shaving will help your junk look bigger. Some of you are worried your manhood is more like a boyhood… so this might give you the extra umph you need.

I have been told that when I clean, or do the dishes, or make the bed… the more it makes B happy. So from one guy to another…  if you’re in a relationship, CLEAN MORE.

I was raised by my sisters so growing up I never really learned the ‘gender roles’ or whatever you call them. I never really believed in them when I did hear of them either. I think people that think a woman’s place is here or there, or a man’s place is here are somewhat behind the times, don’t you?

If the dishes need doing, do them.  If the bed is un-made… fix that and make the bed. It’s the small things that make all the difference and according to a new study, guys that do house work and share the load at home, have more sex than guys that don’t.

Gee, who’d have figured that the macho guys that think it’s a woman’s job to clean, aren’t getting laid? I know a few of these meatheads, I see them in forums with their clever sexist comments… they think they’re funny, but we’re only laughing at how single they are. Being a good guy isn’t rocket science, it’s common sense.

You know those things you love about your partner? Guess what skippy? She loves the same things about you. So share the load and watch how much more playtime you get. I shit you not, read the study if you need more info on it, but from a first hand account… the more I keep the place clean, the happier B is. the happier B is, the happier I am. Common sense.

Now, gentlemen, get your bitch asses off your computer chair and go do the dishes, make the bed, vacuum. You can thank me later.