Hello, ladies. And gentlemen. And others.
Hello campers, counselors, and others:
While wrestling off yet another herd of rabid tentacled goats, I was politely reminded by one of them that I am overdue on my reintroduction to this camp.
Allow me to introduce myself - I am Old Spice Man, complete with the capitalization that you hear in your head. I am here so you can smell for yourself just how a real man smells, and demonstrate just what he could do if he smelled like a real man.
Random uppercut at lurking goat! Follow up with a hadoken and hurricane kick as you jab the kick button repeatedly!
I was also told that a past, but equally devilishly handsome version of myself passed through this camp earlier. As I have never met this parallel universe self, I cannot say for sure what his motives were, but I'm absolutely positive that it may have involved smelling manly, doing manly things, and spreading the good word of Old Spice.
You are more than welcome to take a complimentary sample-sized pouch of Old Spice body wash and a complimentary bath towel that is excellent at keeping you dry, keeping you warm, and flagging down passing spaceships in hopes that it will return you home.
If you are especially shy and don't want to start a conversation with me out of sheer terror of my manly smell, that's perfectly okay too. I ask that you keep your sniffing volume to a minimum, however, so I will not have to bellow my half of conversation to those who wish to initiate it. NASA tells me that it interferes with their readings.
((nervous mun is now kinda not here from nerves))
While wrestling off yet another herd of rabid tentacled goats, I was politely reminded by one of them that I am overdue on my reintroduction to this camp.
Allow me to introduce myself - I am Old Spice Man, complete with the capitalization that you hear in your head. I am here so you can smell for yourself just how a real man smells, and demonstrate just what he could do if he smelled like a real man.
Random uppercut at lurking goat! Follow up with a hadoken and hurricane kick as you jab the kick button repeatedly!
I was also told that a past, but equally devilishly handsome version of myself passed through this camp earlier. As I have never met this parallel universe self, I cannot say for sure what his motives were, but I'm absolutely positive that it may have involved smelling manly, doing manly things, and spreading the good word of Old Spice.
You are more than welcome to take a complimentary sample-sized pouch of Old Spice body wash and a complimentary bath towel that is excellent at keeping you dry, keeping you warm, and flagging down passing spaceships in hopes that it will return you home.
If you are especially shy and don't want to start a conversation with me out of sheer terror of my manly smell, that's perfectly okay too. I ask that you keep your sniffing volume to a minimum, however, so I will not have to bellow my half of conversation to those who wish to initiate it. NASA tells me that it interferes with their readings.
((nervous mun is now kinda not here from nerves))