Posts, Pictures, and Pointless Ephemera
Actually now I've made the move from the M-15 (pictured) to the P100, which comes in deglo tutquoise with hot pink changable canisters. It is much more balanced and comfortable but I don't believe it protects against serin gas or anthrax. Also it dosen't have the classic look of the M-15, which harkens back to the mustard gas masks of WWI, forever eroticised by Brenden Frasier in "Gods and Monsters." And it is much more "CSI Miami" than "All Quiet on the Western Front." The sacrifices we make for comfort. More later on Post-K Chic. Tah tah, I've got dried poo to scrape.
It will be your task to newly "eroticise" the P100, a challenge, certainly, but one which I believe you're up to. And it sounds like you're well on your way. After all, what's sexier than poo-scraping? Rrrowr!