Monday, July 1, 2013

Predators and Whatnot


Overheard through a closed bathroom door:

"Razor blades . . . top predator of the armpit!"  (followed by slightly crazed cackle).

Ah, the mind of a tween.  What to say, other than that this is an interesting merger of personal hygiene and Wiest-ette obsession with the animal kingdom?