Gincense Avant-Garden Lab 2012

Actually, in the language of farmers and goose breeders, it’s said: Green sh*t the geese in May, but I didn’t want to express myself so inelegantly. Still, it’s true, because in May the geese swim around in the pond or on the lake, quacking and slurping duckweed and a lot of grass from the meadows. Occasionally, they get caught in a little bush fire and scorch their feathers.
Here, green smoke rises and a scorched goose with prosthetics appears. Prosthetics made of wood. In other words, a goose that poops green, smells like it, and has been knitted a jacket like the Christmas goose Auguste.
I must say, though, that Ginsense, although it has nothing to do with geese, smells wonderfully green and like a beautiful, clear lake shortly after application, but that only lasts for seconds and then I think of drowned frogs and frog legs, roasted by the French or storks, but they eat frogs whole.
Later, an interesting herbal note flickers back, and I have in my mind the eternal ginger tea from my aunt (with which she wants to live to be 120 years old).
Please, men, this scent is made for you. Take it, spray or slather it on, quack or let it be, live to be 100 years old! A man who smells like this should please walk 50m behind me!