Last night during South Main Trolley Art Tour, I stopped by Earnestine & Hazel’s to use the restroom. I washed my hands using the pink “soap” pictured below. “That’s funny,” I thought, “This bar of soap isn’t slimy, like soap usually is.”
I then smelled my hands, and realized that I had just washed my hands not with soap, but with a urinal cake.
Gross.
