I Still Want Me some Crazy Foam

When I was a kid our shower broke and it took a while before we got it working. Which meant that for a while we were stuck taking baths every day. Relaxing, but time consuming with plenty of time to think. What did I think about in my kid brain? Crazy Foam! How could I be stuck using Ivory Soap when Crazy Foam! was available in all major retailers in our area. So I would beg and plead and threaten to not bathe, but alas and alack, my family would not relent. Eventually the shower was fixed and I moved on with my life, but to this day, every time I pick up a bar of soap, a part of me dies a little and I still want me some crazy foam.

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4 thoughts on “I Still Want Me some Crazy Foam

  1. Brian Boone says:

    My toddler son has some Crazy Foam-like soap in a child-friendly container. He is absolutely terrified of it.

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