I have to admit - sometimes being all stinky-dirty is fantastic. I just got back from three days camping on the North Shore - no showers, no swimming (Lake Superior is waaaaay too cold right now...), dusty campground and Crocs.
So, here I sit, enjoying my filth. I have dirty, messy hair. I smell like a campfire. My toes are encrusted with filth. I have more whiskers than I know what to do with. My nails are a mess - dirty, ragged, broken... The only things I did on the cleanliness front are semi-regular addition of deoderant and brushing my teeth.
I have had jobs in the past where I come home covered in dirt and crap - oh, sometimes I long for the days as a landscaper, but nowadays it's the office life for me. Thus my enjoyment of the great outdoors and the filthy pleasures it brings.
You can call me "Pig Pen".
Just thought I'd share before I shower up and get back to normal...
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That shower must have felt fantastic. If a little muddy.
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