The beauty of the internet is that you find out about things you would never usually come across in everyday life.
Similarly, the horror of the internet is… Yep, you get the drill.
People, I give you…SCROTOX.
Literally botox for bollocks. What the actual living, chuffing hell?
Who does this? Who thought of this? Who would pay £2,800 for this?
Find out more, including the supposed benefits here.
Now, I’m no expert (after all, the husband might be reading), but aren’t balls supposed to be wrinkly and a bit sweaty?
Haven’t men (and women) managed for years without sticking needles in their plums? Aren’t good hygiene and clean pants enough to keep the downstairs region fresh? Do balls need to look bigger? Does it make a difference? I’ve never judged a man on the size of his knackers.
(also, how many more words for testicles can I fit into this post????)
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Thanks, as always, for reading! x