I got my first bathtime freebies for reviewing last week after making a pit-stop to my house and grabbing the requisite postage slip and juggling various things at the post office. It was a package from Lush! Some nice treats for review purposes: Black Pearl & Romance In A Stone bath ballistics and Temple of Truth & Marathon bubble bars. Mmm…!
So me and NMD thought this was pretty bloody cool. He’s looking through the Lush catalogue that came with the products and spots a product that might be of use to him. The dialogue that ensued was roughly as follows:
NMD: Hm, I could use that.
me: What? (concentrating, driving)
NMD: Scalp massage stuff. Hmm. (reading product description) Yeah, I get a bit of a flaky scalp now and then [me: not just scalp...haha, try generally speaking!]
me: Oh, well I can always get you some. See, they even have stuff to tempt the lads! Lush has something for everyone. (Approach long stop light) Let’s see, then. (Turns paper towards me) Ohh, hon, that’s just hair conditioner. But still, can’t hurt to try.
NMD: (groans) Uhh…conditioner?!?! Well, there goes that then.
me: Huh?
NMD: Well, I’m not using shampoo at the moment so what need will I have for conditioner?! (exasperated)
me: (big groan) Grr, maybe you should change that policy and start using it again!!! Please?
NMD: (ponders) Nah.
me: Ugh
NMD: (mocking laugh) Heh heh heh…
End of scene.
I don’t get guys. They’re infuriating, but funny. Well, some are. If they’re infuriating and funny it’s cool. Infuriating by itself isn’t so crash-hot.
