Bentley for Men Absolute Bentley 2014

Upon first sniff I was reminded of the time I stubbed my toe on the couch late one night and fell into the couch. My nose smushed into a cushion where I had previously spilled some Gucci Pour homme. As I rolled off the couch to the floor my head cracked into the chrome wooden coffee table causing me to blackout. I lay on a cloud of this scent floating over the city. The cars below reminded me of the lights you would normally see in a hospital room late at night. The smell was clean and woody, with a fat hairy bald short catholic dude swinging incense asking for donations. As I was floating over the city I sensed immense machines hooked up to me helping me to breath this scent in and out of my lungs. I looked over the vast city and saw tubes that went into my arms pumping me full of Bentley's clean gucci pour homme like oud scent. The doctor came in snapped his fingers and said I was clear to go home. He asked what cologne I was wearing, he said all the nurses were smelling me while I was in my brief coma. This scent reminds me of that, only better, with a female doctor this time.