Imagine Botox as a spa day for your face, right? Now picture that spa day happening at the gates of… well, the grand canyon’s back entrance.
That’s “Hole Tox.” Basically, someone decided, “Hey, why relax forehead wrinkles when you can relax your sphincter?”
Inject 20–100 units of Botox down there so it’s as chill as a Sunday morning—perfect for anyone who’s ever thought, “Gosh, I wish this part of me would just loosen up.”
But let’s be real: I’m not Dr. Butt-a-Lot. No secret back-alley appointments here, no hush-hush “butt Botox” parties in my clinic. If you want to try this, you’ll have to find someone else who’s handy with the needle and has, um, an eye for rear-end aesthetics. 😉
So for the avoidance of doubt:
1️⃣ I WILL NOT be offering “Hole Tox” services.
2️⃣ There are plenty of brave souls experimenting elsewhere—good luck, pioneers!
3️⃣ If you end up giggling through the whole thing, that’s on you.
Consider this your official PSA: Keep your Botox where the sun usually shines, and let your caboose remain… well… caboose-like. 🚀❌🍑
#NoButtTox #KeepItClassy #JustHereForTheLaughs
