When the deodorant is just about gone!

You know exactly what I’m talking about. You click the dial to push up a few more precious swipes and can sort of see the bottom of the plastic base, but you say to yourself, “what the heck, go for it, that’s plenty for this time at least.” You proceed to place the stick under your arm, gently coating pit number 1. Then it’s on to pit dos and disaster strikes. The first few strokes go on fine, then…SCRAAAATCH!*!11!!!11!. The plastic of the container ferociously digs into the suble skin of the pit. You are left battered and bruised, the pit skin still pulsing in the wounded area. Ohh, it will go away…you might forget after a while, but you will never forgive