...like brain cells.
Or maybe the problem is that I was lacking a few to begin with.
I just spent 5 minutes in a liquid nitrogen temperatured shower because I was a stinky.
Roundabouts the time the shampoo drained off and my skull shrunk two sizes to the point that I could feel it Anaconda Squeezing my brain, I realized that the knob had been turned all the way to the "cold" side instead of the "hot" side. Hot? Cold? Yes? No. They are different things.
This is how I came out. Realize that 70% of the time, mascara remover requires too much effort:
I have something to tell you, and I mean it in the least offensive way possible:
Take a hike.
Them mountains are gorgey.