Cleanliness

I was shopping yesterday and came across the prettiest young woman I’ve seen in a long time. She had lovely auburn hair halfway down her back, a slender but curvy figure and a smile that would melt an army. I thought to myself that she must have the world by the tail.

It was just a passing moment and I kept shopping and when I got to the checkout, she was in front of me in the queue. That’s when I noticed it.

She was dirty. There were smudgy marks on her neck where she hadn’t washed for oh, a week or so probably. Not only that, she had a tank top on and the straps were not covering her bra straps. They were nasty. You know the ones I’m talking about.. those used to be white but they were grey with dirt.

How difficult is it to keep yourself clean? If she had money to shop, she had money to buy soap. Gross, Gross, Gross!

I couldn’t imagine sleeping with a dirty person. Maybe I’m too old and crotchety, I don’t know for sure, but to me dirty equals lazy and who wants to fuck a lazy person?

People, if you’re worried that people will think you’re religious if you keep yourself clean (cleanliness is next to godliness), it’s not going to happen. I never look at a clean person and think, “Geez, he must be holy.” Get in the shower! (not you, her over there)