"Suds"? What bizarre bath-time activity are you trying to ascribe to me?
Some time, I'll have to get someone to put up a pic of me in a sort of cowboyish hat, when I was judging a riding class in the sand-blown deserts of Sordid Arabia... but the suds came later, much later...
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