West Indian Limes Truefitt & Hill Cologne

Take a seat, Mr. Jeheimrat! How about here in the country?
How are the values?
Home is where everybody is? And how is the hopeful Filius? Well, I'm glad! What can it be? Like imma? Fassongk? Shaving every day?
Abe jern, abe jleich ...
May I also offer Mister Jeheimrat a piece of Trudchen's famous gooseberry pie? I've been thinking... Mr. Jeheimrat is still a Jeniessa. No coffee...? Coming right up
So, because please take a bite of the noble character head backwards, Mr. Jeheimrat, so that I can knock the old hairdressing rag over you ... How do you like it? Yes, we hope that the nice early Saturday morning bet will stick. Although I would have liked Rejen to have a little bit of this, too. You know, Mr. Jeheimrat, I've got a crush on my son... I can let someone else dangle from there, which I have built into my soul instead of yours. So in the sun, on the Holliwudd swing, it is like Urloob, you have my word on it! Soyar Trudchen says nothing more, then listens to the charming roar of the birds So, if Mr. Jeheimrat could please bite the bullet on the other side.. Where was ick?
Oh, Somma, sun, peeps and aholungk, holiday so to speak.
In such a case, a master of the world would like to be clean-shaven, would you agree with me there, Mr Jeheimrat? See, I thought so too. Well, now please turn the neese to the other side, because can I sit here with my chin down.. What do you mean? Yes, the best thing you can do is to have a barber, but where do you want to steal a barber today? The times when there was a barber on every corner, waiting for the old customers are a bit long ago now. Oh, it still warned times, where to the noble hairdressing craft ooch dit jekonnte shavers jehörte.
Gone, vaweht, never wieda, to quote ma Jotthold Efraihm Hölderlin.
I'm only a fann from the so-called Barberschopps. I saw them in England a few years ago, when I was there with Trudchen and I was looking at the old backing hammer pellets. The Englishman as such is quite traditional. That's why there is a slick barbershop at every corner in this country. Wonderfully old-fashioned. It breathes real traditzjon and a respective consistency, agree with me there? Sehnse.
I've been looking at the oldest Barberschopp in the world in London. In the famous Sanktschäms Schtrieht. I didn't let myself be robbed of it, it's my professional honour, so to speak, since I'm a Rinzukieken I see - yes, Mr. Jeheimrat, that's right I'm parleting here in fact from the store that Truhfitt and Hill called ham. It's been there since 1805, that is, since the year Kleene Äppel, present it to you! Trudchen was still jetan and stood there with her big boxes like an ornamental plant Momang Mister Jeheimrat, please don't answer, otherwise I will paint you from Vasehn with shaving foam in your mouth, and that's all but nothing. There, you see, finished. If only please put your chin in the other direction Where was ick?
Oh, Barberschopp and scent.
Sehse, so een Barbier had to know the olfactological preferences of the old clientele. I have yes then ooch jesehn, ditse there in the Truhfitt his Schopp janze Rejale full with noble smells ham. Of course I couldn't resist, but I could try to get some or other water from it. I am so immaculate to me, coriander, I am so immaculate, you should never let a new fragrance pass you by and not even if it is classical. What did old Wolf Jangk Sebastian Joethe say? "Wait, you're so handsome!" Mister Jeheimrat knows that this is from the Magic Flute And then I looked into the Barberschopp with the one or the other fragrance, but I did so. Especially this one had some jetan. The one West Indjen Laims had called him, they had How do you like?
Yes, Mr. Jeheimrat! That's right, it's water for the Somma. It's classic. It's very good Citrus from the Caribbean, the finest! I can make you vasichan with my feet Dit is already so fresh with the old berjamotte and the lime. So far, so green, but now a little shy and yet immediately the Pättigreehn comes around the corner, and it gives Janzen a stable framework. In addition, there is a really sparkling, banging lemon, which, so to speak, is declared to be the owner of fit janze Angzambel. It's good, it's fresh, above all it's not sweet, but cool.
Jut, that's what they say about summer perfumes Aba with this water, I now hammse even the finest lemon jras with rineseed slices, and that gives us a subtle note, as we call the connoisseur's tube It is all underrated by a discreet Neroli, which for once is not trampy and loud. I was amazed by it. Neroli is often a bit sweet, and she would only have been right for this water, but here Neroli is just trying to be the bad guy, he does not push himself forward The Kluh is aba, this because even though it still has orange blossom on it, it has a very careful tiny splash of carnation. No, not for the bullet hole, but for the clove that Trudchen uses so often in her kitchen A popo Trudchen ... may I offer you another piece of Trudchen's strawberry cake? My better half will be as happy as Bolle when Mr. Jeheimrat takes the cake to the casemate Sehse, dit is wat Feinet, agree with me there? Where was ick?
Oh, fragrance and fine. Exactly as fine as this is yet this water there from the old chests. At summertime temperatures, it's the same as the extraorijinalet. No, the water doesn't change any more, it is the same from the beginning to the end as you perceived it on your first smell. As I have been told, this water is becoming increasingly popular in higher circles. It is not for nothing that old Truhfitt is also purveyor to the court of Lizzy Zwo! Her Highness has a very good taste in it, it has to touch me.
How do you like?
Yeah... i think that this brew is quite durable. But Mister Jeheimrat knows that the citric scents are so to speak imma uf uffl ugly. Mussma ebent a bit of spray. On the other hand, this water is not true on the other side of the street, but it does not last too long on your skin. For a summer scent, which is sometimes poured together only from lemon and lime, it is very tidy, because you have my word for it! Well, did I tell mr Jeheimrat ma wieda neujierich jemacht?
Aba yes, aba yes! I'm mumbling about the water in my hand Wollnse ma ...?
Naaaaa...?
That's what I've always wanted. I know Mr. Jeheimrat. Yes, the brew is elegant and freshly brewed, and there is nothing to find on every corner Another splash .. Aba jern! Yes, that's right Dit is Somma in its purest form!
Jern jeschehn.
Thank you very much, Mr Jeheimrat! Come and see me soon And my recommendation to Mrs Jemahlte! .