Richard Bodin
We have all experienced it. Queuing for hours to be amongst the firsts to get past the security check, be the firsts to get in front of the stage, hanging for dear life to the front row barrier, or simply enjoy the concert from the front pit. This is best experience for the concert. We are amongst true fans, we share that love for the band, we share experiences, we throw ourselves at each other, headbutt, trample each others feet…
But then it happens… After all the beers, this urging feeling comes pressing up our bladders… Stuff of nightmare. We suddenly have to leave our hard-earned spot and fight our way back through the crowd to get to the toilets inconveniently located at the back of the venue. And there it is more queuing awaiting, to get to this gross smelly place where other people before us have peed or puked all over, missing the hole. And then when our business is done, we have to fight harder to get back to the front pit and by the time we get there, the encore is over…
Liquid Death to the rescue…
But you know what? Liquid Death is on your side, and they have thought of everything. The famous drink brand — whose mission is “to make people laugh and get more of them to drink more healthy beverages more often, all while helping to kill plastic pollution” — apparently has and R&D department dedicated to make your life better…
After coming up with the Uroclub, the golf club you can pee in and avoid driving all the way back to the country club facilities in your little golf car… They finally came up with the Pit Diaper (endorsed by Mutoid Man drummer Ben Koller) ! You can now stay in the pit, and relieve yourself where you are and keep enjoying yourself without the fear of missing out. Isn’t it great ?…
Product sold out in 24 hours
“Gross ?” who said “Gross” !… Well apparently not everybody shares your advice, mister ! The story tells us that Liquid Death sold out their Pit Diapers in 24 hours for 75$ a piece… And frankly, Mr Shankly, what would be the grossest… A grown up man relieving himself in his pit-diaper, without you having a clue? or Another grown up man without a diaper, making room around him in the pit and relieving himself on the floor, splahing your nice boots in the process? (Real story that i witnessed personally)…
