Naughty Jester

My deepest apologies if you came here expecting a penthouse exclusive or a playgirl virtual-fold. Today is more about personal hygiene.

We all come into this world denuded and pure. And forever after, we all aspire to return to that state. In the process of cleansing ourselves, we invariably break down into two sorts: bathers and showerers. Today let us muse metaphysically on these two archetypes.

Pity the poor bath bigots. They are all spiritual quasi-descendants of Alexander Cumming, the 18th century inventor who put the bath in the modern bathroom. These folks love to lounge in laving ecstasy and linger in sudsy froth. They see soaking as much a spiritual as a corporeal activity.

Others merely sprint through the sprinkle, flitting under the showerhead for just long enough to get wet. They don’t waste time slaking off their grime. In, out, with the precision of military moll. These folks lead busy lives and must get on with it. They can only afford a quickie.

So how about yourself, are you a bather or a showerer?