That's the point, I guess. You know what to look for in a good boot (although, having to wear it for a year is sort of...hard to pull off in a shop)...But, perhaps, most people don't.

And more amusingly; maybe there ISN'T much difference in most things between the "cheap" and the "expensive" when so much marketing is involved.

I remember watching a woman who was chemical engineer explain to another woman that P&G, where she worked, basically had the same chemical base stock for all its shampoos and conditioners and then differentiated them with coloring and scent to charge 2X, 3X, and 5X for the same thing lol

I'm sure I've fallen for the same thing in my world before. I mean, sometimes it fails; for some reason, I'm thinking of when GM re-labeled its benighted "J" class cars as compacts and was surprised they didn't sell. Not to pick on GM...

Probably to throw us off the scent that a man can't disguise as a woman. She's probably really a male.

That lion claimed all of those humans and scent marked them to let all others know.

Smell or scent?

Scent of a woman.
Smell of a woman.

Which would you pick for a movie title?

You decide.

Plus, the scent of burning axe body spray is a mild improvement.

Interesting. I shower regularly, but I do not use soap or shampoo. I use good hot water and a wash cloth. I do an oil wash fairly often as well to catch dead skin and bacteria while not removing my healthy microbiome that keeps my skin healthy and without bo.

It was rough at first, my skin and hair were oily and I definitely developed a scent lol, but with time, and working toward restoring my skins microbiome after years of antimicrobial soaps & shampoos, my skin & hair found a natural - and healthy - balance.

Hang on. If she's going to be pedantic, so can I.

In the system she describes, everyone knows they can't be getting a present from the person they're giving to.

This means for her three-person system, everyone knows exactly who got them the bloody scented candle (or whatever), just like with the original flawed version. For more people you can guess with 1/n-2 accuracy which in my office is good enough given the number of people who gossip about what they bought and who they saw with what.

I say stick with the original, but you're allowed to draw yourself. If you do, feel free to express yourself by getting a PS4, a sock, a positive pregnancy test, or whatever you think would get the best reaction.

Hey Mr. Jonze?

-Yes Kenzo Management?

We liked what you did with Christopher Walken in the Weapon of Choice video. We have a new scent and we want to make an ad using exactly that idea... only use a hot chick this time.

-Nah man, that'd be derivative.

We'll pay you a shit ton of money?

-Oh, OK then.

*quality

How does a bastard, orphan, son of a whore
And a Scotsman, dropped in the middle of a forgotten spot
In the Caribbean by Providence, impoverished, in squalor
Grow up to be a hero and a scholar?
The ten-dollar Founding Father without a father
Got a lot farther
By workin' a lot harder
By bein' a lot smarter
By bein' a self-starter
By fourteen they had placed him in charge of the trade and charter
And every day while slaves were being slaughtered
And carted away across the waves
Our Hamilton kept his guard up
Inside he was longing for something to be a part of
The brother was ready to beg steal borrow or barter
Then a hurricane came and
Devastation reigned and
Our man saw his future drip drippin' down the drain
Put a pencil to his temple
Connected it to his brain
And he wrote his first refrain
A testament to his pain
When the word got around, they said, "This kid is insane, man!"
Took up a collection just to send him to the mainland
Getcha education, don't forget from whence you came
And the world is gonna know your name!
What's your name, man?

Alexander Hamilton, his name is Alexander Hamilton
And there's a million things he hasn't done
But just you wait, just you wait

When he was 10, his father split
Full of it, debt-ridden
Two years later, see Alex and his mother, bed-ridden
Half-dead, sittin' in their own sick, the scent thick
And Alex got better but his mother went quick
Moved in with a cousin, the cousin committed suicide
Left him with nothin' but ruined pride
Somethin' new inside
A voice saying Alex, you gotta fend for yourself
He started retreatin' and readin' every treatise on the shelf
There would've been nothin' left to do
For someone less astute
He would've been dead or destitute
Without a cent of restitution
Started workin', clerkin' for his late mother's landlord
Tradin' sugar cane and rum and other things he can't afford
Scannin' for every book he can get his hands on
Plannin' for the future, see him now as he stands on
The bow of a ship headed for a new land
In New York you can be a new man
The ship is in the harbor now
See if you can spot him
Another immigrant comin' up from the bottom
His enemies destroyed his rep, America forgot him
And me? I'm the damn fool that shot him

Alexander Hamilton
We were waiting in the weeds for you
You could never back down
You always had to speak your mind
But Alexander Hamilton, we could never take your deeds from you
In our cowardice and our shame
We will try to destroy your name
The world will never be the same, Alexander!

Yeah, I'm the damn genius that shot him

Pollute the water and then sell the clean stuff in bottles. Why not the air we breath as well? In Spaceballs (1987) they stole other planets air, and enjoyed a nice can of Perri-air. A company called Vitality Air sells cans of Canadian air to China. Next we'll be taking the Coke vs. Pepsi air challenge. Which brand has that real healthy air flavor? Now comes in bacon, cotton candy and Grandma's house scents.

Not to mention that they have scent glands like skunks (and all other weasels I think). They can be removed, but the smell never goes completely away.
I had a pair as a teenager. They are illegal in California, so I had to give them up when my family moved here from Texas. Not cool.

Explanation video is fake, made by the FBI to throw you off the scent...

But seriously, it shows how easily some people will see what they want to believe. In this instance the creator came forward and 'fessed up, but in how many other cases has this not happened and the footage remains "credible"?

I expected some growling before she caught dad's scent...but there was no way she wouldn't recognize his smell, even under the blanket, so I don't think there was really all that much danger of his getting bitten in the bum. I think recognition happened at exactly 1:25 from watching her rear mounted happiness indicator.

gets my vote. I remember getting home very drunk on beers and inflating a conventional mattress for my brother. when i deflated it the next day the room was filled with the delightful scent of stale beer breath.

They're probably all saying (scenting?) "follow me".