Prison Soap.

Had to go to Salem this morning.

Stopped in at this little wholesale/discount place and bought ten bars of generically-labeled Ivory for fifty cents.

The proprietor of the place said he had bought 800 pounds of soap from the federal prison in Springfield.

So, of course, I *had* to buy some.

Lame joke about not dropping the soap in the shower will appear in my comments in . . . 3 . . . 2 . . .