They would so put us in charge of marketing if we were on The Apprentice

Me: I just scored us some Veet from work

The Roommate: YES!

The Roommate: I heart Veet

Me: I was just over by where the beauty girls sit going on and on about how wonderful Veet is. We should be their spokespeople.

The Roommate: I LOVE removing pubic hair with Veet!

The Roommate: Veet doesn't give me pizza rashes on my vulva!

Me: We can do the commercial with me timing you and the bathroom door a little open, and we can yell back and forth about how much we love it.

The Roommate: I am laughing out loud so HARD.

Me: Me too

The Roommate: Hey Jess, this Veet doesn't stink like Nair used to!

The Roommate: Yeah, that Nair smelled like farts!

The Roommate: Veet smells like meadows of flowers where a chemical spill happened!

Me: And it doesn't bruise like the at-home wax, where it looks like I punched myself in the vagina!

The Roommate: No pizza rashes, no vagina punches, how about THAT, girls?

The Roommate: Isn't the plastic scrapey thing fun?

The Roommate: Why yes! It's like the squeegee thing you use on your windshield!

The Roommate: Only it's your cooter!

Me: You said cooter.