I wonder if this is the same bottle that my grandfather tried unsuccessfully to dispose of in his later years. He finally refused to shave for the last 2 years of his life, claiming 'that damn bottle' kept showing up in his medicine cabinet no matter how many times he disposed of it and he was just tired of smelling the same (post aftershave application) day after day.

Or was it just that my dad had a great sense of humor.. Hmm