So I am driving through West Des Moines, IA ( ya know, the left side of the city, before the farms start again) and I see this interesting fountain.
When I first saw the fountain it was a huge mound of bubbles flowing and writhing in the breeze. My first thought was "Public bath day?" My second was "Hmm, did I bring a towel?"
By the time I had my camera out and taken a picture the bubbles had subsided and it was down to a pile at the bottom and a flow of thick white water..
Apparently Mr Bubbles can't read signs either.