The other day, I went into Duane Reade to buy some deodorant.
There were two on the shelf of the brand I normally buy, in two different scents:
STORM FORCE and cool mountain misty flower breeze somethingorother fluffy cotton bunnies
Now, of course I bought STORM FORCE, because that's the way I want to smell... like the FORCE of a STORM. STORM FORCE-- Two words that imply power, but mean absolutely nothing when put together in that order.
I need this. I must have this. I want to walk down the street with a team of roofers behind me replacing shingles on rooftops. I don't want admirers... I want debris. FEMA should call me every morning after I put it on to see if everything is ok.
Because most of all, that's the way women want their men smelling, right?
Hmm... wait... I need to rethink this.
Maybe STORM FORCE wasn't the right move there.
Perhaps I should have gone with the misty cool fluffy mountain bunnies.