Now kids, gather around the fire, and I'm gonna tell you about a place.  You may think I'm makin' this up, but no no no--this place used to exist, man.  I was there.

That place was called soap 'n' suds and it was located across from Slack N Slave, next to the cost-2-much bookstore.  It was a place like no other!  You could go in there at 10AM on a Wednesday morning with a bag of stinkity-ole laundry, and a five-spot.

Now the soap n' suds was no place for the meek.  First off, y'all had to know a little math:

   Laundry: $0.50 per load to wash, $0.50 to dry.  $1.
   Beer: $2 apiece

   (0.50 x 0.50) + (2 * 2) = $5

The clever bit:  Stuff the damn dryer as much as you can!  If your clothes ain't dry when it's done, just hang 'em up on your lawn chair!

So now we got that settled.  Next up: what to do?  Here's a sample of the big-screen television schedule for Wednesdays, back in 1995:

10:00AM   Columbo
10:30AM   Green Acres
11:00AM  Gilligan's Island

So you know damn well we'd be there by 10AM.  Start the laundry, grab a brew and head over to the "young mother's table," where you could spend an hour striking out against some of Denton's finest!  (Hey, once they find out you don't poach deer or run 'shine for a living, they kinda give up on you in a hurry).

They say that on certain nights, when the moon is just right, you can smell that place on the wind.  Don't worry--it's just the ghost of soap n suds, looking for the bastdige who put the box of crayons in my dryer...