SenselessReviews 2 days ago
As I ziptied Saddam Hussein's hands behind his back, I noticed how gorgeous he smelled. For a man who had been living in a hole stocked with hard-core pornography and Cocoa Pebbles, his aroma was downright classy.
In the ensuing months, I befriended the downtrodden dictator as my unit helped guard his covert prison cell. Yes, Saddam was responsible for various international atrocities, but he also made me giggle with his Porky Pig impression. We bonded over tiddlywinks and soda pop, our mutual love of history and Backstreet Boys music bridging the cultural divide.
One day, I mustered the courage to ask Saddam how he had smelled so good despite his subterranean living quarters. He smiled and reached into his back pocket -- technically his bumhole since he wasn't allowed pockets. Out popped a slimy 30 ml bottle of "Egoiste Platinum." "This," he laughed, sharing one of his few English words. His face softened as he extended the bottle to me. A wartime gift. Thank you, my friend.
Two decades later, that bottle of "Egoiste Platinum" occupies a special place on my mantle. I occasionally spray it on knowing that I will smell good -- SadDAM good!
Hikaye kolpa gibi ama değilse Saddam Hüseyin Chanel Platinium Egoiste kullanıyormuş.
Kaynak: Fragrantica