Anyway... Let's break down this whole "bathing" quandary, shall we?
|Chinchillas bathe by rolling around in the softest dust powder that you can imagine. No, really... Close your eyes and think of it. It's like touching heaven.|
|Chinchillas bathe in groups and it's not weird. And there's never that next day awkwardness where you're like "Oh, hey. About that bath thing last night. Ummm... I... gotta go."|
|Chinchilla family bonding happens in the dust bowl... and the authorities aren't involved.|
|And also... OMG!!! It just looks like fun!!!|
|This is what happens to humans when they shower... Sometimes.|
|Baths are not safe either. Most of the time. If it's not a burned, clawed killer, it's drowning in your sleep.|
|Sometimes showers turn you evil. I think most serial killers decide that they will kill people whilst showering.|
|When you try to shower with your friends, they throw shit at you. And it's never loofah sponge giggles. It's always something mean, like tampons or poo.|
|And this is absolutely worst case scenario. But it can still happen. Just so you know.|
|And then there's that pesky Kevin Spacey problem.|
I'm not sure how many words that was, but I'm pretty sure I've proven my point in maybe about 500 words or so.
If anyone needs me I'll be in that puddle of mud over there getting cleaned up. You're welcome, America.