THE ANNOYANCE OF USED SOAP Thin bar of soap: Dude, just go home. You're thin, flexible, hard to manipulate, and prone to breaking in two when I need you most. Just...go. Go to the old soap retirement home in the bottom of my really small bathroom trash receptical and make room for the fresh, muscly, dapper bar of new soap that has a readable brand name engraved in it giving me that extra grippage I crave. So new, so ridgid and fresh. You, thin soap, are like Peyton Manning. Old, barely useful, and will likely be a part of the new soap to justify your existance in my shower. Just retire, and stop melting into my ledge reserved for hard working, good soap, thus creating a virtual speed bump that forces the other soap and shower utilities to slide off, fall and dent, ruining my whole OCD shower time. Peyton Manning doesn't melt, just realized that made zero sense. But Manning is old and needs to retire, like the thin ass soap punk that was stuck to the area in my shower where I keep my soap. I had to dig my fingers into the soap to attempt to remove it, creating a 2 finger smear trench that only removed 70% of the soap. Then, painstaking work occured to remove the remaining soap pulp to make room for the stud rookie soap bar. Good riddens to the old useless soap. Hopefully for Christmas, you provide your loved ones with new, various scented happiness, known as soap. Merry Christmas.
My gf stole my aftershave and put it on her pillow for the same reason... Cute but I wondered where it went xD
I use a body scrubber that holds the soap do I don't have to. I naturally foams up through small perforations in the scrubber. When a bar gets small you just put a new bar in with it and no waste. The wonders of Japanese technology. Or get your woman to scrub you so you don't have to.