I wish I had a soap that could wash away my sins – it would save me a lot of trouble

Under his mother's direction, he poured out his mixture into the mould and tapped it down. A large air bubble escaped with a farting noise and the boy dissolved into a fit of giggles. "Mmm, never sniffed a fart that smelt so good," he choked out between his giggling fit. Once the mixture was settled he took the back of his spoon and used it to whip the top of his bar into frosty peaks before adding some coconut flakes and more crushed seaweed. It looked pretty good if he did say so himself. Now that hard part (the waiting) would begin. He looked to his companions to see how their soap was coming along too. He was quietly impressed.

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