Now You Too Can Smell Like Sudden, Pointless Death, or Spock at a Singles Bar

Introducing “Red Shirt,” “Pon Farr,” and “Tiberious” cologne.

I can, kind of, see “Tiberious” and “Pon Farr,” but “Red Shirt”? Seriously? Admittedly, it is cheaper than carrying around a giant neon sign which flashes, “Please kill me,” but I can’t imagine that it’d be all that popular of a scent, no matter if it smells good or not. (And really, what could it smell like? Charred flesh? Does the bottle scream whenever you uncork it?)

“It … smells … like … honey … death rattle

i’m amused by the “who wants to smell like a rutting vulcan?” headline.

perhaps the red shirt fragrance will smell like prey.

And all along I though my dog was giving my leg the vulcan death grip.

Obviously, soiled underwear.

Too late.

Maybe some women like the smell of a guy who will be useful for a time and then disappear.

Guys who’d buy a Star Trek themed cologne probably figure getting laid every seven years would be an improvement in their social life.

In the immortal words of the Simpsons.