<lifts arm to expose armpit by way of a non-endearing, albeit practical demonstration>

Yeah, Cook, not really what I was hoping for there.

I'm a little more concerned about the scent being "free-spirited". Is it something like the Smell of Foul Ole Ron, which is so overpowering it's nearly sentient and sometimes wanders around the city without him?

Worse, it's free-spirited and strong. Wanders the city without the man who's supposedly wearing it, and if anyone dislikes it, it'll beat you up. It's the Vinnie Jones of the perfume world.

Free-spirited could mean it wears cheesecloth, hasn't heard of soap, reads tarot cards, thinks there is something *spiritual* about pan pipes and only drinks ginger wine or cider.

It could just mean it provides you with free spirit.

Well, I suppose it is alcohol based...

Or do you mean a ghostly spirit for free? Because if I brought another one into the house I don't think the existing ones would like it. They're a little bit territorial.

Comments on three threads on here:

.1 I have a non-fatal birthday coming up. I am going to request my loved ones, and my family, to make Battenberg Cake for me. Apart from a good tea (and I'll accept guidance on what is the best tea to have with Battenberg cake) what else should one drink, or more probably, avoid drinking?

.2 Agrees with sentiment of 'that all artificial aromas should be banned.' I cannot walk into a couple of department stores as they have their Agent Orange and Mustard Gas counters at the entrances of the stores and my lungs go into spasm when they meet these kinds of attack. They also have their air-conditioners set so the miasmas are blown onto the footpath and so I have to go down the other side of the street. I have not looked lately but I get the feeling that when the rain (sic) falls through these fumes they actually end up etching the pavement.

.3 Mens charisma is the smell of used socks, underwear, work-shirts, and other things quietly evolving into new life forms in the bottom of the wardrobe. The free spirited is when it evolves to a state of perambulation independently of its owner's, or owner's minder's, help. The alcohol is probably generated as part of the overall evolutionary process.

1. Avoid gin. At all costs.

2. Chemical warfare is prohibited by treaty. Consult your local representative. Thank you for calling.

3. Hyperbole aside, the name of Beckham's 'men's fragrance' is Instinct. So I will rephrase the question - what does a man's 'Instinct' smell like?

I smelt it. It stinct.

I think there should be more advertising for soap and having a shower regularly (or bath depending on your personal inclination). Too many people smell far too strongly to have just had a single energetic day betwixt their last wash.

Some deodorants stink terribly- lynx for one! my brother used to use it inside his smelly shoes. Was horrible!

I quite like Lynx- but it doesn't get rid of that awful 'bottom of the locker' smelliness the way teenage boys seem to think it does. It just lays another smell on top of it

Nostalgia time: (Apologies)

Two skunk children named 'In' and "Out" playing in the forest. Parents call but only 'Outy' comes to them. Parents fear worst and search frantically in forest for 'In' but with no luck.

they tell 'Out' that his sibling is lost. 'Out says "no problems' and goes into forest returning shortly with 'In'

Parents ask how. Out says by smell as In stinks.

(Learned by Bunyip at age 8 or so. Thought it funny then. It sits in memory when other non trivia have faded into then gloom. Must ask psychiatrist why, if can remember. So much for two years studying epistemology.)

That is it Kitten. The way teenage boys smell!
Probably why I don't like it! You get bombarded with it on your way to teach in the corridors at secondary school.
One week on my round, there were heaps of stink bombs that went off- deliberately (trusty sulphur monox) and it smelt very strongly of course. I could handle that, but then every kid broke out the deodorant and sprayed over the smell with 50 different fake perfumes. It was like the Land of Stench out of Labyrinth minus David Bowie....

I could not describe the smell of masculine charisma, but it sounds a bit like someone tearing a fabric.

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My computer beat me at chess, but I won at kickboxing

Is it very large and green also?
And played very badly by Eric Bana?

Eric Banana?

Ya canna handa man a betta 'nana.



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What ever happened to Bill Bixby?

My Favourite Martian's stooge, The Magician, then the Jolly Green Giant.

What a memory of a life!

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Alright,

Titus Andronicus meets Abbott and Costello.....