Boredom Has Set In

So, you have to leave this conditioner in for twenty minutes while you sit with a warm, wet towel on your head. First of all, there is no way to keep a wet towel warm for twenty minutes. Second, why does all the girly shit have to smell? Or, at the least, why does it all have to have different smells? I swear, if you were to fuck me right at that moment when all the lotion and shampoo and conditioners and soap and detergent and deodorant had reached their smelly equilibrium, it'd be like fucking a very warm, less crunchy, funeral arrangement.