Uranus, Missouri is a real place. No kidding. It actually is on Route 66, for all of those who are thinking of making that journey, as my sister and I will this June.
And whoever the guy is that owns the Uranus Fudge Factory is an EFFING GENIUS.
This place is home to every possible butt and poop related joke you could possibly think of. The signs alone are worth the stop:
Here we are, two mid-50’s women, laughing at stupid shit:
….. and the fudge was awesome (said my sister … I’m allergic to chocolate, so fudge is a definite NO).