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You look like you are suffering from a towel deficiency.

This will help you with that—as soon as their ordering system is up and running. Until it is, they may give you some lemon-soaked paper napkins. Joy.

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Blog ho said…
I bought 3 with a Repellance of super high because of the BO. Now I'm waiting for the slick shades.
Anonymous said…
Lemon-soaked napkins feel great on freshly shaved genitalia.
That was a mental picture I did not need, LBB.
Cad Grublygold said…
I really like the idea of peril sensitive sunglasses, however I have my own way of facing grave danger. Whenever things get too hot, I simply whack my self in the head with a brick. The glasses I’m afraid might get in the way of that. However I did not leave this sight empty handed, I managed to fool some kindergarteners into giving me the money to buy a Yak T-shirt.
R. MacKay said…
What a relief that such companies exist to service the galactic traveller.

It so hard to find a decent towel once you get past Betelgeuse.
Zach Pennington said…
The store on Golgafrincham really is the best. There's a great Gargleblaster stand outside. I'm hoping that S. Jobs signs a deal to add the towels to the Apple stores here on Earth 2.0.

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