When I met Cleatus I was 15 years old. We were both working at a restaurant and he had a long time girlfriend. They eventually broke up and Cleatus and I immediately got together. His home life wasn’t very good and he was constantly being kicked out of his house for little things and eventually he moved in with my me and my parents. Obviously they weren’t thrilled to have their 17 year old daughter’s boyfriend living with them, but they knew that we were in love and that he was a really good kid who needed somewhere to go.

And then he took his shoes off.

Cleatus’s feet were awful. They stunk and if you got near them you would probably die. I mean DIE. They were BAD, people.

Cleatus and I eventually got an apartment together and then he broke his foot. He had to wear a cast for a few months and didn’t wear shoes and eventually his feet weren’t little toxic death bombs.

Nowadays Cleatus’s feet smell just as pretty as mine. Like a flower. A rainbow colored flower. Dipped in sprinkles.

But, he does occasionally get a case of athletes foot and while that doesn’t cause his feet to stink (PRAISE THE LORD!), it is uncomfortable for him and doesn’t look all that sexy. He uses those sprays to keep it in line. When it starts getting bad he sprays his toes down and he’s good to go.

AND THEN…

We were sent some Lamisil Gel to try out. Cleatus loves it. It works in half the time as the sprays and it works GOOD. Cleatus has been using it every day for the last week and his athletes foot is completely gone.

Lamisil Gel retails for around fifteen dollars, which is a bit pricier than the spray. In my (and Cleatus’s) opinion? Totally worth it.

My only complaint? Digger isn’t anywhere on the package. I love Digger.