I appreciate hygiene as much as the next guy; I wash my ass all the time to keep it minty fresh in case I get in an accident and the only way to save me is through some kind of ass compressions. And even though I bathe my dog, I appreciate her willingness to engage in some between-bath refreshing of her giblet shoot and surrounding areas. But holy s**t, holy brain-scrambling s**t, is the sound just unbearable.
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As if her Giger-like mouth organ wasn't gross enough to look at.
There's a subtle squelching quality to the whole endeavor, backed by a bass thrum of her apparently humming along to keep herself occupied as she works deep in the mines of a canine squish mitten. If you've never experienced it, count yourself lucky -- it's absolute auditory madness.