Dear Boris:
I shower (nearly) every morning. Have for years now. You've seen me do it. And I've survived every time.
I know that you're not fond of this sort of bathing, but I can't reach my bits with my tongue the way you can yours. I'll be fine. You don't need to attack me to save me from the shower. I like the shower.
love,
me.
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