Weird Human Tendencies
What is it about urinal cakes, especially those dark blue ones which tint the water around them a little, that makes men feel compelled to do everything they can to dissolve as close to the whole damn thing during a single washroom visit?
Any other urinal configuration, and we pay little attention at all where the stream of pee goes, thinking instead about the typical array of bathroom wall graffiti literature, but put one of those dark blue pucks in there and suddenly it's like a mission, an obligation to God and country to tear the thing to pieces.
And if a little piece of half-dissolved cake crumbles off, then the temptation to throw our arms in the air and shout triumphantly is almost too much to bear.
What did the lowly urinal cake ever do to deserve this?
Any other urinal configuration, and we pay little attention at all where the stream of pee goes, thinking instead about the typical array of bathroom wall graffiti literature, but put one of those dark blue pucks in there and suddenly it's like a mission, an obligation to God and country to tear the thing to pieces.
And if a little piece of half-dissolved cake crumbles off, then the temptation to throw our arms in the air and shout triumphantly is almost too much to bear.
What did the lowly urinal cake ever do to deserve this?