I don't have a lot of hair. This is not because my mid-life oldness, which has yet to come at age 30, is here, but rather because my wife prefers it short. Also, hammering a comb through an afro would be cumbersome, painful, and my UT cap wouldn't fit over it. This does in no way decrease the amount of shampoo I find absolutely necessay to cleanse my hair. However, since I am a guy, soap is soap(except when you get one of those green tea exfoliating bars with the raised bumps on it). So, when I entered the bathroom and found 2 new bottles of stuff on the shower shelf, I just grab and use. Who knows where the stuff comes from. I don't buy it- it's either the home products fairy or my wife. Otherwise, we'd have nothing but the 100 count of hotel bars in the house(cheap, yet clean). I did notice quickly that there was a bottle of conditioner which I don't have enough hair to bother with, and some body wash which I am a big fan of. So I broke out my sponge and applied the body wash(yes, I said sponge- I have moved on from the standard poof...and yes, I also have a subscription to GQ, the free cologone samples are sweet-- thus my never consistent manly smell). I have enjoed these products for several days. It wasn't until last Wednesday when my wife remarked that the new comditioner is great, but the shampoo is terrible that I remembered that most people buy conditioner with shampoo, not body wash. So when she complained about the "shampoo" that was making her hair greasy, I wondered if the conditioner was really conditioner or mayo! I am a guy remember, if it's on the shelf we use it. And yes, I told her that she made a boo boo.
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