I find that kind of stuff to be pretty funny. Alicorn has a good point in that in some cases, it can go too far; doing the hair thing to a stranger would be an example of that, perhaps. But doing it to friends or acquaintances, when you’re reasonably certain they won’t suffer from it? Seems fine.
(Also—the hair thing is gross! I wouldn’t wash my hands in that water! But I’m just uncomfortable with other peoples’ bodies in general.)
It’s a weird thing; in my various mental, social, and emotional endeavors, I’ve developed a strange standard for what I think is gross—typically, if something doesn’t have a high-chance of detrimentally affecting my health, I’m ok with it. (This has lead me to do things that other people wouldn’t think of doing, ever, haha.)
I find that kind of stuff to be pretty funny. Alicorn has a good point in that in some cases, it can go too far; doing the hair thing to a stranger would be an example of that, perhaps. But doing it to friends or acquaintances, when you’re reasonably certain they won’t suffer from it? Seems fine.
(Also—the hair thing is gross! I wouldn’t wash my hands in that water! But I’m just uncomfortable with other peoples’ bodies in general.)
It’s a weird thing; in my various mental, social, and emotional endeavors, I’ve developed a strange standard for what I think is gross—typically, if something doesn’t have a high-chance of detrimentally affecting my health, I’m ok with it. (This has lead me to do things that other people wouldn’t think of doing, ever, haha.)
You mean ME GUSTA sorts of things?