Don't hate; extrapolate.
Off the top of my head, I drooped my balls into a cup of warm dip spit and called it a jacuzzi.
For reals though: I took a 10 day road trip from Los Angeles to, and around, Texas. There were 7 of us in an RV. Our shower was filled with beer. It was August and 102 plus humidity everywhere we went. We shut off the generator when we drove to be able to go further on less gas. Meaning no air conditioner. We took not one shower. We "bathed" in bodies of water. One of those bodies of water was a fountain in downtown Austin. We parked in the parking lot adjacent to the W hotel, set up lawn chairs at 3am, drank ****ty beer, and used the W facilities to clean our *******s. We then crashed - seriously - the End Of The Fiscal Year party and sang karaoke with senators, lobbyists, and mayors. I made out with a lobbyist from Mississippi during a drunken rampage. She was fat. As one would expect a female lobbyist from Mississippi to be. She smelt like lavender. But I immediately regretted it and returned to singing a CCR duet with my Australian roommate in front of a room of politicians carrying guns.
