I was just watching a horrible movie, and this random ass scene made me laugh so damn hard:

I couldn't find my deodorant today, and being in a hurry, I grabbed my mom's instead. I took way too much, so now I'm marinating in the smell of feminine deodorant, men's perfume and my own sweat. It's oppressive.

Nihilist Arbys

Who has a case of the Mondays? Come down to arbys & contemplate how old you've become & how you've disappointed everyone who once loved you.

Arby's keeps it real.
lol been there. :p:

Dude, you're sixteen or whatever. The **** are you doing wearing cologne? Or calling it "men's perfume"? What a tool.

Men's perfume :laughing:

He ain't wrong though, just calling it what it is.

But when I look up "cologne", I get the definition "a mildly perfumed toilet water", and that sounds gross. Dude, what the hell?

I'm relieved that you have to look up words. Your English seems far to good for a teenage Norwegian.

Is there even a difference between cologne and men's perfume?

I appreciate it. :beer:
I think cologne is a milder type of perfume used by both women and men. That's what I got from skimming the first paragraph of some cosmetics article.

Isn't that when you wear cologne? I stopped wearing cologne in HS, deodorant and shampoo is enough smelly shit for one man.

Same here.
Minus the shampoo.

I don't know anything about where the terms originated, I just assume at some point men felt too uncomfortable spritzing themselves in "perfume" and decided to start calling it something else.

Eau de Cologne ('Water from Cologne') is a very old brand of perfume.
At some point it must have been so popular, that people started using it as a generic name for perfume for men.

:pimp:

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO OOOOOOOOOOO!
I hope the Führer doesn't find out about that one.

You can't blast someone who is delivering Jeopardy level knowledge on us. Do they even have that in Canada?

Yeah, I remember that part of my life.

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Cologne is fine, but really only for special occasions or dating. The idea is to use so little that it's more like applying deodorant, except you can use it on areas outside of your armpits.

Seems fitting, eh?

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I use a cheap body spray called BOD

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It drives the ladiez nuts.. and away.
My father used old spice which is why i hate old spice.

They should just rename it to "Old Man".

Can't say I blame them for their reaction. "Fresh Guy" and "Really Ripped Abs" don't sound like very appealing fragrances. :laughing:

If you think about it, male colognes often have misleading titles that are just awful and pretentious, Aqua de Gio, Invictus, Obsession, Boss no. 6, at least this one cuts to the chase and calls it really ripped abs. (that's the one i have btw)

It doesn't really smell like ripped abs though, it smells more like retired athlete.

So it's a real thing. I was sure it was just a joke pic.

Dude, that's Windex.

Windex is gonna be pissed you are killing their future business in Puerto Rico. I smell a lawsuit or is that their new fragrance fat slob?

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:laughing: not his joke but its still funny

He was entirely too pleased with himself with that one.

On that note...

Out in the middle of the desert there was a cactus and a sand plant that happened to grow next to each other. Being that they were the only living things for miles around they became great friends. After years of keeping each other company, one day, the sand plant died. The cactus was devastated.

Quite a few years later it was time for the cactus to move on. He passed and rushed to the Pearly Gates in anticipation of seeing his old friend again. Unfortunately, St. Peter informed him that the sand plant didn't get in, and was residing in hell.

The cactus spent his days moping around heaven, sad and depressed. Finally, St. Peter offered up a solution to his woes. He told the cactus that he could spend one night in hell visiting the sand plant on the condition that he'd return by midnight, and that he'd keep a blessed golden harp with him the entire time to insure his salvation.

The cactus was elated! The day came and he took the elevator down to the bottom floor. The sand plant greeted him and the reunion was epic. The sand plant had opened a dance club that was the talk of the town. After partying for hours with strippers and booze, the cactus noticed the clock and realized that he was going to be late getting back to heaven.

He hurriedly said his good byes and hopped onto the elevator. Whoosh back up to the top floor. The doors open and St. Peter is waiting looking very angry.

Peter: "So, I see you barely made it back it time cactus. Hey, where's your golden harp?".

Cactus: "Damn, I left my harp, in Sand Plant's disco...."

Idk wheter to laugh at that or facepalm so im just gonna cry for a couple of hours..

A Pastor of a church got a huge amount of money in the offering plate one Sunday, so he decided he could either do the right thing and paint the church, or he could be a little bit bad and get a new car. He pondered this for a while, then he got an idea. Why not get a cheap car, and that way he could buy half the paint needed and stretch it out with a little paint thinner? So, that's exactly what he does. As he's finishing up painting the church, a bad storm comes swooshing in, and his beautiful paint job gets washed out and all the paint is gone from the church. Just then, a clap of thunder rolls through and all of a sudden he hears God's voice. God speaks to the Pastor and tells him:

Repaint, and thin no more!

There was once this very territorial and aggressive cow that owned about eight acres of land in whatever type of world this scenario exists in. Whenever anyone would come onto the property, the cow would promptly attack and kill the intruder.

There was this ant that lived in the grass on the West side of the property, and the cow never even noticed.

Pete and Repete were in a boat. Pete fell out. Who's in the boat?

Me and the Plank

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I look good in red.