Whenever I start seeing someone new one of the first things I notice is how ill equipped my medicine cabinet has gotten during the proceeding dry spell. For example, let's say I bring a dashing bearded man back to my apartment, and excuse myself momentarily to freshen up only to realize that I used the last of the Listerine before the date. Or what about those nasty razor bumps that pop up after all of that dry humping—because of course you will shave your legs and bikini line before the date, which only makes you realize you've been using the same dull razor blade for a month-and-a-half because (shit!) it was the last one in the pack. My list after the jump.
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