I used to smell lilacs and think of a beautiful spring day.
Then I bought lilac-scented deodorant.
Now I associate the smell of lilacs with my underarms.
But it could be worse.
I could have bought Axe deodorant.
Women would be knocking me down to get close to me.
I don’t like being knocked down.
And I’m kinda more into guys.
So I keep wearing lilac deodorant.
But I won’t buy the newly mown lawn deodorant.
Some things are sacred.