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We were worried because the instructor was explaining to the lady in the red coat that the woman wanted her scalp hair tinted, not her toe hair.
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This would be the coolest chair in the entire world if it made coffee.
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The Beauty School offered a free calf tat with every pedicure.
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I just want to point out that my pedicurist said my feet were the manliest and sexiest she had ever mudded. Ever.
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We like the green mud.
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Did I mention that my manicurist said that my fingers were the manliest and sexiest she'd ever buffed?
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Confession time. I piddled in the foot bath and it turned all foamy. My fungus was cured though.
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Pedicures put some people to sleep. Some people need coffee.
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Yay. Coffee.
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Ladies and gentlemen, meet Amy's husband.
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Amy's beauty school student had real difficulty getting the blue sock fuzz out from between her toes.
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We never did find out who this guy was, but he did offer to marry Amy if the other guy didn't work out.
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She makes this face a lot. Usually after asparagus.
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Damn those fingers are manly and sexy! Mine aren't bad either.
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Time for facials. We were taken back to a room that smelled like bacon and left to baste.
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This is what my facialist looked like while she was explaining to me how sexy and manly my mandible is.
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Her head was in there somewhere. Hot towels that eventually smell like bacon kick ass.
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Holy shit. I really did need a facial.