I have in front of me a bottle of the best cologne in the world. Since I started wearing it, I have been constantly complemented on it by both women and men. My (bachelor) father started wearing it last week; since then he has picked up three different women, all on the first meeting. Every girlfriend I’ve ever had said it’s the best cologne they can recall any guy wearing.
And it costs seven dollars.
What is it called?
Well, you’ve seen the ads for it in the movie theater: “I WANT YOUR BOD!” Specifically, BOD “Fresh Blue Musk.”
That’s right, fellas: the ads may be annoying, the bottle might look like Windex, and it might be cheap as a Tijuana whore, but the cologne kicks ass. In the past I have worn many different fragrances: Obsession, Tommy Hilfiger, English Leather, Georgio, even that Michael Jordan crap. And I have never been as happy with one as I am with BOD Fresh Blue Musk. Buy some today, you will be satisfied. Anyone can afford this, even someone with no job. Hell, a skilled panhandler could earn seven dollars in a matter of hours.