i had a boyfriend who worked at the olive garden and who used to come home everyday REEKING (i cannot stress that enough) of onions and garlic and all kinds of spice-type things. before going out anywhere, and also before trying to shower all that offensiveness off of him, he would douse himself in Aqua di Gio. that combo has completely turned me off to the A.d.G. and now i dry heave whenever i smell it on someone.
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how about Brut? Worked for our fathers and our fathers' fathers...
i had a boyfriend who worked at the olive garden and who used to come home everyday REEKING (i cannot stress that enough) of onions and garlic and all kinds of spice-type things. before going out anywhere, and also before trying to shower all that offensiveness off of him, he would douse himself in Aqua di Gio. that combo has completely turned me off to the A.d.G. and now i dry heave whenever i smell it on someone.
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