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...Ludenbomber...
Kalle, also known as Ralle in certain situations!, is a Lude from Recklinghausen who goes to the Ghettotoaster up to 4 times a week. Sitting wide-legged in front of his "Zeile," occasionally reaching for his crotch, he whistles at every little bunny that sneaks past him. "Hey doll, why don’t you stop for a moment!" he groans after them. His hydrogen-blonde mullet hairstyle is always perfectly styled. Around his thick neck, which connects to his torero bull neck, hangs his 585 gold chain. Always keeping an eye on his left arm, where his Rolex Daytona Platinum casually flaunts. Chewing gum, he throws a wide grin at his buddy: "Dude, what a day, huh?"
Kalle gets up and marches straight with his pump jogging pants and ribbed shirt into his booth to check the situation. He reaches over the counter, takes a sip of his protein shake, and takes a few fat sprays of his "Prinzporno-Wässerchen," of which he seems to have a bottle in every room of his establishment.
Highly motivated, he high-fives his buddy, sits down on his fire chair, and starts blasting away. His hair flops against his sun-tanned skin.
In no time, he’s at the gravel lake, where his fire chair gets stuck in the coarse sand. No problem for Kalle, he extends the stand, parks the hot oven, takes a run-up, screams: "BOOmmBeeeee," and splashes onto the water surface like a Germanic find. Grinning widely, he surfaces, and his posse is already rolling with laughter on the shore: "We’ve been waiting for you, RAALLLEEE!" If anyone thinks the towel is coming now... no, Kalle first oils himself up and rubs his hands and Homme dry - who needs a towel? The heliotrope-cinnamon-vanilla bomb spreads all over the gravel mound. "Kalle!" they all shout: "You’re the greatest!" Kalle grins and lets himself be celebrated....
For me, one of the most robust (in a positive sense) fragrances of the late 80s and 90s. Something was created here that didn’t exist in this form before and still doesn’t really exist today. You have to dare to wear it - not for everyone - but unfortunately, I just find it skillfully done. Unfortunately, it has also been criticized from time to time - supposedly for a certain class. Nonsense. For Kalle, just like for Ludwig in fine attire. "Self-confidence" is what you need, that’s the only thing. In this sense.
The only downside is that "Joop" is written on it. I had to serve this pompous guy back in the hotel....... I won’t write any further, otherwise, it will be called "slander"...
All in all, a milestone of this era and an evergreen.
Kalle gets up and marches straight with his pump jogging pants and ribbed shirt into his booth to check the situation. He reaches over the counter, takes a sip of his protein shake, and takes a few fat sprays of his "Prinzporno-Wässerchen," of which he seems to have a bottle in every room of his establishment.
Highly motivated, he high-fives his buddy, sits down on his fire chair, and starts blasting away. His hair flops against his sun-tanned skin.
In no time, he’s at the gravel lake, where his fire chair gets stuck in the coarse sand. No problem for Kalle, he extends the stand, parks the hot oven, takes a run-up, screams: "BOOmmBeeeee," and splashes onto the water surface like a Germanic find. Grinning widely, he surfaces, and his posse is already rolling with laughter on the shore: "We’ve been waiting for you, RAALLLEEE!" If anyone thinks the towel is coming now... no, Kalle first oils himself up and rubs his hands and Homme dry - who needs a towel? The heliotrope-cinnamon-vanilla bomb spreads all over the gravel mound. "Kalle!" they all shout: "You’re the greatest!" Kalle grins and lets himself be celebrated....
For me, one of the most robust (in a positive sense) fragrances of the late 80s and 90s. Something was created here that didn’t exist in this form before and still doesn’t really exist today. You have to dare to wear it - not for everyone - but unfortunately, I just find it skillfully done. Unfortunately, it has also been criticized from time to time - supposedly for a certain class. Nonsense. For Kalle, just like for Ludwig in fine attire. "Self-confidence" is what you need, that’s the only thing. In this sense.
The only downside is that "Joop" is written on it. I had to serve this pompous guy back in the hotel....... I won’t write any further, otherwise, it will be called "slander"...
All in all, a milestone of this era and an evergreen.
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Comment-Kalle is somehow a classic stereotype, and not necessarily unsympathetic. Just like the scent.
Kalle-Pokälsche for that, of course!