My lovely sister shouted me a manicure for my birthday today, she’s a nail fiend and was getting one and told me to come along for the ride. I was led to a chair and sat down in front of a little old lady who told me she was from Nepal. She said she’d been here for “three or por years” and that I had “very nice pingernails.”
It was thoroughly enjoyable for all concerned, and though my “pingernails” turned out more jagged than the Himalayas themselves – I’m an avid filer – I’d definitely recommend it to the boys. Who knows… I may even try a pacial next time.