So, moving on to deadliest aftershave in the world
Brut33 has to be a high contender. Splash it on, slightly musky but pleasant smell, sure to catch the attention of young ladies.
And it did, for about three hours but after that, they started to sniff and look around to see where the decaying polecat was.
The stuff didn't just fade away, it transformed into something you didn't want to be in the same room as.
On the other hand, Old Spice. A slightly cloying, sweet but not unpleasant smell that had real staying power. The trouble was that you smelled like your dad. And more importantly, smelled exactly the same as the father of any young lady you met.
So while they were happy to chat and laugh with you, any close contact and they had unpleasant thoughts that they snogging their dad. With predictable dire results for any contact more intimate then a platonic kiss on they cheek