From the “What the …?” Dept.:
A razor blade-encapsuled in glycerin soap. Must be the height of goth glamor? But then again I consider myself fairly normal, so what do I know about it?
I can’t even begin to understand the reasoning behind this product. Perhaps it’s for the gal who has everything. But the razor is stuck in the middle of a thick soap, so more than likely this is for the gal who says, “I’m gonna kill myself. Eventually. Just not today.” Wonder how many showers does it take to get the middle?
This sick product comes to us from on the web store belonging to the wonderful people at Feto Soap, an already sick and twisted company which is famous for manufacturing soaps that have replicas of fetuses inside. So I guess the razor soap was eventual. I’m very sure I do not want to see what is next from these people.
Now that’s the kind of business we should want our future generations to aspire to! I can imagine a company representative doing a presentation for Junior Acheivement, where all the little girls in the room want to make soaps that contain pornstar silouhettes and punk-gear-wearing fetuses.
Same day, different year..
Other posts on this day:
- I did it all for the nookie – 2005