My wife got this stuff for the bathroom, not to use, but to be used as a decoration. You know, on the shelf, there's some nice looking, pretty soap. It's the kind of thing that I imagine appeals to girls...or at least to some girls, my wife being one of those.
I can't help but chuckle every time I see it, though. Yes, I know that there's an island called Crete, and this is what you call something from Crete. It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter that the word it makes me think of is actually spelled cretin. That's still all I can think of. It seems like you wouldn't want to be in possession of cretin soap, because that would imply that you are a cretin, right?
Well, guess what, I am the proud owner of Cretan soap. I haven't started using it yet, though. I'll probably need to soon, I suspect though. We'll run out of the soft soap, and this cretin will have to break into the Cretan soap to wash up with it. You can count on that.
1 comment:
I remember back when soap was a solid.
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