Earlier tonight while washing my hands I felt a lump of something between my palms. It turned out to be a very wet, soapy, confused stinkbug who probably fell into my hand from the underside of the soap dispenser. I dried him off and set him beside the sink, where he's currently waggling his antennae and contemplating the very clean hand of fate. To my surprise, he didn't stink at me (too shocked?). Anyway, if you need someone to bathe your stinkbugs, apparently I'm your guy.
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