Doctor Marco, doctoring my posts again! You little scamp :)
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Moi? I'm a good boy:eyebrows:
Marco.
This week I will only be wearing.........
.... perfume .... :lol:
...and no doubt it fits where it touches :)
A few years ago we refurbished a retirement home owned by this horrible Egyptian bloke whom I called the Fat Pharaoh when he was out of earshot (the name stuck and soon afterwards he fired me for an unrelated reason). Anyway he made his daughter project manager who, although reasonably attractive was a total screaming skull. Her only redeeming quality was some scent that went everywhere with her. Not perfume, I think it was some kind of body lotion, which was so nice I would have followed her over a cliff.
Never found out what it was called, probably essence of all the project managers that came and went before her. Her dad still owes my brother 12 grand, the shithead :(
In the bad old raving days there was a certain scent that some women would wear, and it's hard to explain what it smelt like - sort of really fresh like cucumber or melon or something. I did once ask a young lady what it was, and she said it was "Sunflowers" by Elizabeth Arden. Not sure about this as I've smelt it since and it didn't seem quite the same. Perhaps some other chemicals were colouring my senses? :)