You know, if I were single, and a teenager, I'd be tempted to ask my date* to remove her bra because I expected a gas attack.
Whatever motivated someone to patent a bra that converts into two gas masks, I'll never know, but it won them an Ig Nobel prize.
*Just so you know, I really did not have much of a social life in high school, so the prospect of just seeing a bra then was a big deal.
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