As long as it is not Drakkar Noir (do they even still sell that stuff?) I had a bottle dumped on me one day when I was in the Army (a bunch of us were horsing around, long story!). It took weeks to get the smell out of my room and to this day I have not been able to stand the smell, it makes me retch! 
Old Spice is nice, my boyfriend wears it, but I always had a weakness for Obsession for Men.
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Each smallest act of kindness reverbrates across great distances and spans of time, affecting lives unknown to the one whose generous spirit was the source of this good echo, because kindness is passed on and grows each time it's passed, until a simple courtesy becomes an act of selfless courage years later and far away. Likewise, each small meanness, each expression of hatred, each act of evil.
This Momentous Day, H. R. White
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