Wanna hear something gross? Well, that is half the reason you’re here, right? Okay, The Master Cleanser’s diabolical discharge doesn’t only come from the bottom floor. For the first week I’ve been ...

First, the desire hatched an idea. Then the idea became a challenge. The challenge bred committment. The committment begat stubborness. The Master Cleanser has become second nature, a way of life. My ...

I was a junior in college when I first saw it. Jade, a new friend, entered the room holding it: a liter-sized plastic water bottle containing a massive amount of liquid in a golden yellow hue. Urine?