As I held it gently in my right hand I knew the pressure was building. I thought surely the point of release has been passed but the foamy white gift was still being withheld from me. I firmly but gently kept increasing the pressure. There was a tremble and then, finally and in a burst of pure ecstasy, my shaving cream can ejected a solid jet of cream onto my bathroom door. Apparently the end had crusted over and the first part to break caused the shaving cream to leave the can at a ~30 degree angle to where it should be, missing my waiting left hand.
Still partly asleep (what better time to shave?) my brain was unable to send a signal to both my hands at the same time so it told the left hand to move while letting the right continue pressing down on the can for a short time longer. (Pure genius move btw). As my left hand entered the jetstream it caused a deflection of the white substance onto the bathroom wall.
When I was done shaving I pressed down on my aftershave container which proceeded to eject another white substance at an unexpected angle across my mirror.
Apparently Friday is bukkake day in my bathroom
Still partly asleep (what better time to shave?) my brain was unable to send a signal to both my hands at the same time so it told the left hand to move while letting the right continue pressing down on the can for a short time longer. (Pure genius move btw). As my left hand entered the jetstream it caused a deflection of the white substance onto the bathroom wall.
When I was done shaving I pressed down on my aftershave container which proceeded to eject another white substance at an unexpected angle across my mirror.
Apparently Friday is bukkake day in my bathroom
