Troy came home from work one day with a hand soap that we were all told to smell. Apparently someone at work buys yummy smelling hand soaps and then he comes home to "less desirable" hand soap. He used the preferred, smelly soap all weekend and then took it back to work with him the following Monday. I thought it was so funny that he brought soap home from work that I told one of the ladies in our ward. The next night, she knocked on our front door with a gift for Troy. Lo and behold, there were FOUR smelly soaps inside. Troy is now in smelly heaven and will be hoarding all his smelly soaps for several months to come.
Thanks, Marcie, for making his day! You are going straight to heaven!
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