Greg pulled a small package out of his grocery bag and examined it dubiously. "The new XPLUSION has 64 blades and launches anti-tank rockets to give you a closer, more comfortable shave than any man has ever had in the history of the universe!"
"'Xplusion'?" said Brigid. "What happened to 'X-17, the Widowmaker'?"
"Had too much soap residue," Greg said. "It interfered with the targeting reticule."
"Aw, man," said Brigid. "I hate it when that happens."