One of my son's friends sent this to us, and the pure weirdness of this made him think that I would think it was funny.
And of course, he was right. Except he doesn't know the half of it.
Despite the fact that this commercial is "ridiculous" as my daughter just said as she watched it, the funnier part is that I have been secretly sneaking my husband's OLD SPICE deodorant and wearing it.
Not everyday, you know. Just for the tough jobs. Like blitzing for example. I have my wimpy deodorant, but I prefer to wear my husband's. You think I could just break down and buy my own and put it in my drawer--but NO! You see, I don't want to admit that I smell like a--MAN!
And, I just want you to know that I am perfectly feminine in all other ways. Except the razor. O.K. I like his razor better too. But beyond that, I really am feminine. And I try to cover up the smell with peach flavored fru-fru. On most days, I'm a walking spice aisle. Not really.
I think I need to go put on something pink to redeem myself. fruuuufff...