So, I love camping.
With that said, it's no secret I love camping (I just told you, after all) and with that comes a certain amount of tolerance for gross things. Like smoke showers and drinking bacon grease*. It also means that sometimes I leave things in my car from camping only to discover them later (In the case of wet clothes, very soon, but not soon enough). One such item I recently found was my travel deodorant.
"Oh boy! I was looking for that"
*I go inside and put it on the counter*
*I'm meeting friends for volleyball, and decide an extra coat of protection can't hurt*
*Pop the top*
Looks normal enough. But something is off, it's awful squared....
BAHAHAHAHA! I guess at some point during the heat of the Texas afternoon, it melted and took the form of the cap. Voila, perfect deodorcicle.
(for the creepy curious, it still works.)