Made by Shreddies. What a name. I also love that even in the incontinence underwear modeling biz, models still must be rail thin: My Shreddies Incontinence Ladies Pants. But I guess it’s justifiable–if you’re having a super flare and little luck holding in any food for more than fifteen minutes, you’re going to look a tad more emaciated than the standard panty-wearer. Also, they come in great gift boxes! With quirky messages such as “Your ass smells like rotting meat!” Or you know, something about bears.
Conclusion: far superior to the flatulence-muffling blanket (or as I like to call it, the stanket), because you take these carbon-lined babies wherever you and your gas go.
Farewell forever, stanket!