bubble bath bob

i have enough confidence in who i am to say that i take bubble baths every now and again.
of course, when i do, i prefer to soak my cares away in "lumberjack lullaby foaming bath pellets"  by big bubba's bubble botanicals, a relaxing manly fragrance of raw oak bark with a lingering hint of smokey chainsaw oil.

and when i'm finally brined like whiskey soaked mesquite wood chips, it's enough sometimes to have keaton screaming "timber" before the night is old and i drift off sawing logs in blissful dreamsville.