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Peter Meets Mary Magdalene
"Ma Donna mia! Was Mary Magdalene here?" Peter sits across from me like a meerkat and is panting.
"What? How? Mary Magdalene? Here? With us?"
"Yes, exactly. That wicked person from Jesus' testament. The one with Christian charity. The one who was later beheaded!"
Peter is gray-striped, has a narrow face, a small white patch on his chest, and a cheeky mouth. Besides, I live with him.
"No, she wasn't. And otherwise, that was Marie Antoinette!"
"Marie Antoinette was here? Without a head? Are you kidding me?"
"No, it wasn't Marie Antoinette who was here!"
"So it was Mary Magdalene!"
"No!"
"And why does it smell so lasciviously here?"
"Lasciviously? Do you even know what that word means?"
"Yes. She has you all flustered?"
"Who?"
"Mary Magdalene! She laid you flat. With her perfume!"
"And that's why you're standing there like a meerkat? So it doesn't lay you flat too?"
"Yep!"
Have I mentioned that he can be exhausting? That there's a reason he's a free man? Because sometimes it's better if he's not around? Especially when there are ladies visiting?
What has shocked him so much? Let's rather say fascinated. Nero Donna. The black Mary … uh … lady. She comes across as floral. With a bouquet of black roses. Seductive and dark. Like Marie Antoinette. He’s wearing me out … (rolls eyes)… Mary Magdalene. The "Creature of the night".
Then she goes with me to the hotel. To the "Memory Motel". Burns after the deed is done. With a nomad. A little Ombre nomad and settles down in her wooden bed before dawn drives the night away.
Blind buy? I’ll put it this way: The scent is a blast! A sexy blast. A frequent sprayer won't be able to save themselves. Definitely not for everyone.
"What? How? Mary Magdalene? Here? With us?"
"Yes, exactly. That wicked person from Jesus' testament. The one with Christian charity. The one who was later beheaded!"
Peter is gray-striped, has a narrow face, a small white patch on his chest, and a cheeky mouth. Besides, I live with him.
"No, she wasn't. And otherwise, that was Marie Antoinette!"
"Marie Antoinette was here? Without a head? Are you kidding me?"
"No, it wasn't Marie Antoinette who was here!"
"So it was Mary Magdalene!"
"No!"
"And why does it smell so lasciviously here?"
"Lasciviously? Do you even know what that word means?"
"Yes. She has you all flustered?"
"Who?"
"Mary Magdalene! She laid you flat. With her perfume!"
"And that's why you're standing there like a meerkat? So it doesn't lay you flat too?"
"Yep!"
Have I mentioned that he can be exhausting? That there's a reason he's a free man? Because sometimes it's better if he's not around? Especially when there are ladies visiting?
What has shocked him so much? Let's rather say fascinated. Nero Donna. The black Mary … uh … lady. She comes across as floral. With a bouquet of black roses. Seductive and dark. Like Marie Antoinette. He’s wearing me out … (rolls eyes)… Mary Magdalene. The "Creature of the night".
Then she goes with me to the hotel. To the "Memory Motel". Burns after the deed is done. With a nomad. A little Ombre nomad and settles down in her wooden bed before dawn drives the night away.
Blind buy? I’ll put it this way: The scent is a blast! A sexy blast. A frequent sprayer won't be able to save themselves. Definitely not for everyone.
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Top Notes
Mandarin orange
Red fruits
Heart Notes
Rose
Frankincense
Base Notes
Gaiac wood
Oud
Saffron
Vanilla
Oakmoss
Castoreum
Sandalwood
Dry woods
Xenophobic Thermostat




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