Who Told My Secret?
Over the past few years, I've learned that there are some big mouthed antiperspirants on the market. Yes, they will tell all of your business.
You ask, who told your business Reginia?
Well this is who?
No fret, I found a new armpit lover, Mitchum. I was told by all the locals, if you need an armpit lover that goes long and strong, Michum is your guy. Oh, I couldn't wait to take Mitchum for a test run because you see, the smell of garlic potatoes on my person, wasn't quite the cougar move. The locals were right, Mitchum goes hard and he's every bit of long and strong, just like they said. We were instantly in love. Weeeellll, that was until his ass told my secret too. This time, oh this time, the secret was a warm smell of deep fried onions. WHAT is that cooking...oh that's me, Ms. Cougar Fried Onion. Oh hell no.
So of course, just like the others, Mitchum was kicked to the curb too...I mean way to the curb. How dare he embarrass me on my first day back to work just wreaking of twice battered fried onions.
I have a new boo now - Mr. Clinical Secret. Ooo, he's a high class dude. He comes wrapped in a fancy box, has gadgets and costs a pretty penny. I should have known to roll with high class dudes all along. Ooo. He goes on clean and works like a charm. I have a slight issue with him though, it's hard for him to come up.
I wonder how long this relationship will last.
How you had a love-hate relationship with your antiperspirant or deodorant?