ZAPPED!

At the De La Manza hair removal clinic & salon, an appointment stood up only means hell-or at least hair-to pay for later.

Whether it be your legs, armpits, or god forbid your scalp, they'll always find a way back to you. And trust me, you'd much rather have your choice of the three than them.

Or, if you're unfortunate (like me), you could end up going through the "zapper" for all three. Bald life has its perks, yes, but I don't think the trauma will ever leave.

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Want more? It's all here, man. Clear as day, concise as can be, and raw as my scalp was the day they first zapped everything off.
Just give it a read and I'll get back to you then, alright?

Cool. Iris out.