When i was about 7 I heard a sort of deathly cry coming from my Dad upstairs - my god it sounded like he was a lame animal or something - i asked mum what had happened and she sort of fobbed me off with something along the lines of 'i'll tell you when your older' so, being a right nosey child i asked my mum at the ripe old age of 14 - what was that cry about...
Turns out my Dad had got the snip (i think seven years of me stopped them from ever wanting children again!) and when he went in for his consultation, they told him either he could shave his own privates or they would do it for him from belly to thigh...
He decided to do it himself and spoke to my mum for advice, she said she would use Immac, as thats what she used on her legs and armpits...
so she gets him in the bathroom and thickly covers his balls and bits with Immac hair removal cream...
...Forgetting to read the bit that said 'Do not use on sensitive areas'
needless to say he howled, and she still made him leave it on for the full five minutes!