As I have referred to my self many times as A"BOOMER" growing up in the "GOLDEN ERA OF ENEMAs the '50s I have always wondered what that "GOOD ENEMA" our Mom's was going to or were giving us.Mine was a Amber folding bags with small hotel/motel Ivory soap bars floating in it. It was hung from the shower curtain rod on the bottom of a coat hanger to lower it. The bag was always over flowing with soap suds and water. The bath tub had a nest of towels in it and the nozzle was lubed with "COLD CREAM".Of course I cried, kicked and tried to hold my checks closed, but like you all I always lost. I really don't remember the nozzle used. With the soap floating Mom always told me just a little more and when I would look up at the the soap in the bottom always made it look like more to go in but she had me in the retain mode already.Tuesday night was the night, Dad bowled and she finished her "House Cleaning" for the week.Now at 62 male and single for the last time I enjoy good enemas the pleasant way.