Theyhave, like, a lotofdifferentsoapssothatwhenyougobackhome, thewivesorthehusbandscantellthatyou'rethesamesmell.
Oh, myGod.
Actually, I have a story.
A friendofminestatedinlovehotelwithherboyfriendandtherewaslike a radio, andtheonlythingthatplayedwaslike, youknow, itwaslike a lotsupermarketssell, butAndshewaslikeshewaslike, Oh, thisishilarious.
Hewouldbe.
Andshewaslike, Youknow, Soitwasit.
Butthenitturnsoutifyouget a phonecallwhileyou'retherefrom, like, thewife, youcanturniton.