Finally! It’s sure taken long enough, but at last science has quit wasting its time on cleaning up the environment, curing diseases and mapping the stars and put some effort into something we can all get behind.
As an Irishman who starts out the summer sort of translucent and has to lay in the sun for a week just to get to white, I’m all about sunscreen. But the one thing it’s always lacked is 11 herbs and spices. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve reached for the SPF 100 and wished it smelled like something other than cocoa butter, tropical fruit or coconuts. Or, for that matter, how many times I’ve stuck my face down into a bucket of the Colonel and wished I could smell like that and save myself from melanoma.
So thanks, science. And KFC. You’ve given the beaches of America the one thing they’ve always needed but never had. Bathers that smell like greasy, breaded, fried poultry parts. Finally, sitting under the burning sun is finger lickin’ safe.