A rational fear for some. For Pinky, dry skin peeling is an excellent way to get in touch with your pink inner self. He knows this all to well. A lovely (but in this case, misguided) friend suggested a callus shaver to Pinky. His recent trip to Italy made him imagine artisan parmesan cheese peeling off in lucious, flat strips. All of the sudden, pink turned to red, and Pinky was snapped back into the reality of pain and suffering faster than a redneck can break a cat's tail. This was a spiritual trial by fire that Pinky would not soon forget.
