Ooooh that smell

This week's Men's Club & Demystifying Divas topic: Scents.
In the words of Lynyrd Skynyrd:

Ooooh that smell
Can't you smell that smell

This week's Men's Club & Demystifying Divas topic: Scents.

The sense of smell is a funny thing. A scent can make us hungry, home sick, sick, feel better, amorous or it can ruin the mood (tip: a covered wagon isn’t a turn on).

A little bit of the right perfume or body spray can wreak havoc on a man’s sensibilities. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again: men are simple creatures, beer, food and a good smellin’ woman is pretty much all it takes to make us happy. Even the ever ranting Acidman has posted about this. For me the scent is Pear Glace, the misses wore it in college and I’ve kept her stocked in the stuff ever since. I prefer the body washes & body sprays, as the colognes (I was informed by the witch of a saleswoman at Victoria Secretes it isn’t’ called perfume anymore) tend to be a bit too strong for my tastes, even when applied conservatively.

On the other hand, nothing screams hey, look at me I’m a raging Metrosexual more than a guy that takes a bath in cologne. They need to learn that little bit goes a long way when it comes to cologne. A guy I used to work with almost always took a bath in whatever cologne he’d found that week. Besides giving me a migraine it eventually made me scream: “WTF, don’t you realize you’re not supposed to use half a damn bottle of cologne. A dab you moron, a dab of cologne, you’re not supposed to be bathing in it.�

For posts that actually make sense and that aren’t rambling incoherent rants:
Ruth rants about scents that don't make sense but cost more than a couple of cents.
Kathy has me wondering where my bottle of Drakkar went.
Sadie's gone to the dogs, well not really, she offers tips to keep it from happening.
Christina's talking about being naughty in the kitchen, minus the naughty part (mmmm cookies).
Silk wants a man that is hard and sweaty, well at least one that smells that way.

Puffy makes sense out of spending cents to get a decent scent.
The Wizard has found something that smells good, five bucks says it isn't my socks.
Zonker says he likes the smell of a freshly cleaned cat and wonders why the other men didn't mention it. I personally didn't mention it 'cause I'm a dog person. Another thing that screams I'm a Metrosexual is cat blogging: Right Zonker?

Update: For those of you wondering what cologne I wear, it's the alone cologne: Ole Nunsbush.