Somewhere in Idaho, sits a bar of soap with my dental impression from when I was 14 (which would be the age I last held it between my teeth for calling my favorite cousin a @ock$ucker) - He actually deserved it, for hitting me in the back of the head with a rotten apple off of the ground.

The bar of soap sits in the canning room, right next to a variety of switches that I collected for Dad's use on my own backside.

The canning room is actually an amazing thing. It's almost a metaphor in itself. It contained the food that fed me, and the tools that turned me into a good man. (well.... Maybe :) ))

Oh yes. Every time I eat Danish Blue Cheese, something I try very hard not to do, I know I have eaten soap.

Yes, and I still like the taste of some soaps and I brush my teeth with soap and my teeth sparkle and my mouth feels very clean.

yea i got curios

I haven't, but I once ate a travel size tube of the blue toothpaste because it tastes delicious.

Then I found out fluoride is poisonous.

Ya when my Mom would wash my mouth out! BLLECCCHH!!!