That must be some killer cologne for the distinguished Mr. F to bother crossing The Channel (and get repeatedly sprayed*) just to get it. But then, maybe he doesn't go for the cologne.
*so to speak
Good work.
Crossing the.... Chanel No. 5? ... ... ... -ouch!-
That joke stinks!
I object, sir. I received my Master's in Odoriferous Punstership from Princeton University... you know... Old P.U. bwahahaha!
Princeton is very apt considering the source of the Essence; especially since its nickname is almost Old Gashau.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nassau_Hall
Madame Rouspéter *LOL*
In french, rouspéter means grumble ^^
Yet another enjoyable one. Ohhhh how I looooooooooove Mr. Fetish. 🙂