on medicine cabinet secrets

and a little bit of butt truth

Dear reader, I’m writing you today with a bit of a curiosity.

When you were a child, did you observe the rules of propriety? Did you respect the privacy of others?

Or,

Did you ask inappropriate questions only to be scolded later by your parents?

Or,

Did you sneak around, exploring the hidden world of adulthood?

For some dudes I knew it was a question of finding and enjoying their father’s or uncle’s noodie magazines - this wasn’t me.

For some other young people I knew, stealing booze from their parents liquor cabinets and filling the bottles with water was one of these escapades.

Again, this wasn’t me, though I did get blamed for that one. Perhaps dear reader, I’ll write more about that at another time.

No, for this troll, I loved exploring the hidden treasures of the medicine cabinets and under sink vanities of any house I went into.

These places were a wonderland of personal care and curious discoveries.

Indeed!

How shocking was it to find gauze pads with peel and stick backs.

Were they bandai…