Lips ready to kiss are the raison d’être for fruity lip balm; rub it in gently, in-breathe, up-pucker, close eyes, and remain calm.

Chapped mouths heal better with self-bought sticks rather than those embezzled from roommate’s purse, whose handle she let thee fix.

Only a gamphrel would eat moisturiser from a tube; even just a lick labels one quite a boob.

Smear not product all over face to resemble peeling skin; looking like a scarebabe is an egregious lip-balm sin. ; )

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