The little blighter has gotten ahead of me now!
You know how it is - you have your particular perfumery and specific scents, be it Body Shop's Lychee and Mango Arse Scrape Mask, or Boots Forest Glade Pitstench remover.
But, there comes a time when you traverse into The City, and find that all stocks of your favourite fragrancing foams and gels are mysteriously absent!
All I wanted was a bottle of A*Men hair & body gel - but nooooo, that fecking kleptomaniac kobold has dashed into the shops and rid the shelves of it!
Stacks of deodorant, body tonic, shower foam and squity bottles of Parfum abound, but not a hide or hair of shampoo! Looks like I'll have to hide my hair.
Or use a real poo, and not just a sham one...
There are those squalid types that profess that if you don't wash your hair, it starts to cleanse itself. Strangely, those who tend to advocate this method of follicle cleanliness tend to have rather greasy hair, who often claim that they "still need to give it a couple more weeks".
Also, the same devotees seem to deeply believe that the same process applies to skin, and take a severe aversion to soap, in the believe that in "a few weeks" the body will start to excrete fluid to cleans itself.
Said fluid apparently being sweat and piss!
And when you're scrolling through the Manga section (looking for the Dark Crystal manga wot STILL isn't out yet), you don't want to be assailed by the fug of the sweaty glands leather clad EMOs sat on the floor drooling over dog eared copies of Battle Royale and Battle Vixens.
Bloody skankarse gits (umpteenth gig SAC, etc)
