Original Source Mint & Tea Tree Shower Gel claims to have 7,927 mint leaves packed into each bottle.
It’s an enormous amount of power, and some people don’t use it wisely. One woman from the Facebook page “I Know, I Need to Stop Talking” recounts a tale of minty horror after her first use of the product:
“Um, Original Source… can we talk?
I’d like to take you back to around 6.45am this morning, when I stepped into my bath, and found that my usual, rather innocuous bottle of shower gel (Waitrose essentials, Rose) had run out. A tad irritating, but fortuitously, I had a solution close to hand. A brand new, unopened bottle of your very own Mint and Tea Tree Shower Gel. My bodily cleanliness was assured once more. I breathed a sigh of relief.
I took the Mint and Tea Tree Shower Gel and began to work it into a lather. I applied it to first one leg, then the other, and shaved them diligently. (Yes, feel free to be impressed at my commitment to body defoliation at 6.45am on a Wednesday morning. I was too.) So far, so good.
I washed my arms and shaved underneath them. I washed my neck, breasts, stomach and back. Thus far, it had been a positively first class bathing experience.
Oh. Dear. God.
MY VAGINA WAS ABLAZE.
For a moment, I wasn’t entirely sure what had happened. Had I repeated the never to be forgotten error when I managed to apply hair removal cream which was strictly not for front bottoms to my front bottom? Had a stray spark inadvertently set light to my pubic thatch?
BECAUSE IT FUCKING FELT LIKE IT.
Yes, Original Source, your innocuous looking green bottle of so called shower gel, it turns out, is an absolute fucking liability. MY FLAPS WERE ON FUCKING FIRE. I had a quick look at the ingredients list to see if it contained gasoline. It did not. There was a warning though. ‘KEEP AWAY FROM EYES.’ Keep away from eyes? KEEP AWAY FROM EYES? Frankly, my eyes were the least of my problems right now.
I frantically scrubbed my flaps, which by now felt as though they were being ceremoniously scrubbed by ants wearing ice skates laced with chilli sauce. ‘7,929 tingling leaves’ claimed the front of the bottle. Tingling? TINGLING? This wasn’t tingling my minge. It was starting a fucking bush fire down there. (Pun entirely intended. You can thank me later.)
Some twelve hours later, my front bottom has finally calmed down, though may well be suffering from as yet unconfirmed PTSD. My eyes have eventually stopped watering. And so, in the interests of public safety, I thought I would pen you this missive.
May I suggest a rebranding of the front of your bottles of Mint and Tea Tree Shower Gel? Something along the lines of the following:
‘7,927 tingling leaves which will accost your genitalia until it screams for mercy.’
If nothing else, it will certainly stand out on the shelf.
Anyways, thanks for brightening up my morning. And my front bottom, which has never been so lively.
Kisses, IKINTST xxx”
She’s not the only one who’s had this problem.
On the products reviews page on the Original Source website Mitchell writes: “I wish it didn’t tingle as much. It tingled my testicles so much I thought I had a severe allergic reaction. It needs a warning label.”
Though JayLeedsdoesn’t seem to mind, with: “You people Do mean what you say. It IS a wake up call every time I use it. It blows the sensitive areas up, but I wouldn’t like it any milder. Keep it as strong please!”
Hugh Glasoff seems to have had a bad experence though.