Diary of an ordinary man.

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Sunday, October 01, 2006

Buy Your Own Shower Gel !

Another week where the perennial discussion of the raised toilet seat, raises it's head.
Eventually evolving into a row about the use of my Razor. It's funny the number of times I go to take a shower only to find it precariously balanced on the soap dish, blades battered and clogged.

Well, ‘twas time to seek my revenge.
The new shower gel I have been told not to touch because it is more expensive than truffle sweat is calling out my name. Making sure I take a good handful (around half a bottles worth should suffice) I start the lathering process. My god it smells good, but wait what's that a gritty feeling between my butt cheeks. I grab for the bottle frantically wiping away the excess suds from the label "NO!!" exfoliating shower gel.

Now I’m not the worlds hairiest bloke but the tangled gritty mess lodged in my most sensitive of areas took the best part of an hour to shift, and to this day I still get the occasional twitch of a fugitive grain of grit hanging on tenaciously.

It was a hard lesson learnt for me, but heed me when I say “buy your own shower gel!”