“You are no match for my powerful happy armpit hair death ray, which I can utilize for only 8,000 yen!” cries your savior, who rides to your rescue on a white coat and sporting a porno mustache. The happy armpit hairs quickly become sad, shaking in fear at what the stranger might pull out of his pocket. My sister Timmy is not going to understand why this is funny. My sister Tudy is not going to understand why this is funny. My oldest niece Holly will probably get a kick out of it. Let’s love armpit happy! For my Brillo…