To bathe...or NOT to bathe. THAT is the question!
Whether tis nobler in my mind to suffer the slimes or shadows of my outrageous organ. Or to take armpits like a sea of troubles and by embracing soap, end them. To sigh, to weep, eyes watering from the smell-and by weeping say we end the hotcake odor and the thousand natural stench that flesh is heir to- tis a consummation devoutly to be wished. To shower, to steep, to steep, perchance to dream. Ay, there's the rub, for in that cloth of suds what scent may come!
Um...I guess I have my DD's honors English class on my mind.
Soap is good.