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This month's "Maybe I'm Gay" item: the wife tells me she wants to start buying hand soap at Bath & Body Works. I grudgingly go. I call her and tell her what they have; she specifially wants the "foaming hand soap" because she doesn't like the thick gooey gel kind of hand soap. (Yeah. I know. You can tell she's married.) So I pick a bunch of fruity-flavored foaming hand soaps. And I'll be damned if they're not the best-smelling things I've ever experienced. I love that shit. I wash my hands just to sniff it. If B&BW ever made a pussy-scented foaming hand soap, and they made it with the quality that they make their fruit-flavored ones, they'd make a shitload of dough.
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