Last week we tackled bad breath. Now let’s go ahead and move on to your armpits before summer really kicks in. What’s the best men’s deodorant? Tell us in the comments.
The bacon-everything craze has mostly passed, thankfully, and things seem to be getting back to normal. The constant barrage of bacon Band-Aids and bacon office supplies is over. Bacon personal care products are apparently another story, though.
If you can't get women to buy deodorant because they want to smell nice, try threatening their jobs instead. That seems to be the upshot of a new scientific study, commissioned by Procter and Gamble, suggesting that women who smelled like sweat were evaluated as less competent and trustworthy by other people.
Just from glancing at Twitter, the old adage that the "kids are our future" becomes pretty bleak, pretty fast. Thankfully, 11-year-old Quinn Sheeran has arrived to restore your faith in humanity with his brilliantly epic Rocky-theme-playing deodorant—all engineered by the kid himself.
Lynx, the spray deodorant company, turned windows of a house in Sydney into a series of sexy and steamy behavior. The trick was that you could only peak at the sexy scenes with special polarized glasses, it was unseen and invisible to the naked eye.
Out in Chicago, a wild man who was apparently in a desperate need of deodorant, stole a Bobcat tractor from a construction site and then drove it through the gates, window and wall of a store. He grabbed a couple cans of deodorant, a few gift cards for good measure and then left.
Farmers know it; country-dwellers know it; heck I bet even pigs know they smell. It's taken Toyota of all companies to do something about it, with 9.5kg bags of odor-destroying "ButaRescue."
Sleeping in R'lyeh under the sea for millennia is no excuse for smelling like mackerel and elements that don't exist in our star system. Allow the ever-debonair Cthulhu to shill you some shower goop that will leave you smelling Shoggoth-fresh.
This outdoor advertising for Axe deodorant—integrated with the architecture of a female students' dorm—shows a page of a calendar, with each window showing a sexy girl making a day cell.
As part of a unique promotional campaign, Right Guard has deployed "Pitvertisers"—a crew of people on the street armed with LCD televisions sewn into the deepest pits of their shirts. So the next you're on the train and wonder who is emanating that awful advertisement, you'll see that, oh, it's that douchebag playing…