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Tobacco with a view or did he who made Murkwood make thee?
Wolle and his motorcycle crew were riding through Hengasch when disaster struck: the fuel for the human and human-like creatures had run out. They wanted to refuel in the village pub Acht Eichen, but bumped into a café connoisseur club. They were discussing which drinkable equivalent of Pineward's Coffee Tabac was the right one. Enter wool. Dressed today and without jokes a la his pants burst open, he falls over Flecki the village marten out of stupidity and drunkenness or he soils himself again. In any case, the belt, already badly marked by the colossal amount of belly fat, burst, Wolle's trousers fell on Flecki, who went into a rage and Wolle had an incontinence moment. But enough of the stories. Oh yes, one more: there really are many mixtures of schnapps and coffee, so Wolle was quite knowledgeable, which is why the scenario unfolded as follows:
It developed in such a way that Wolle threw down the gauntlet and they fought a duel to see who could deliver the better perfume statement on the Pineward. Here is an eyewitness report, because I was there. My name is Flecki, the village marten.
First a poem; Floyd hasn't written anything yet otherwise I would have brazenly copied: oh roasted-golden, vanilla-creamy rainbow of coffee! A fragrance like a lamb in the coffee cosmos, gave thee such a tender voice, making all the vales rejoice?
Now emotionless like the statements of a certain C. hizza: Coffee there. Stop. Too sweet. Stop. Nutty. Solid. Stop. Tobacco then there. Stop. Aromatic. Stop. 7/10. stop.
Now more what someone wrote about another fragrance, but you can reinterpret it:
Hair tousled
Hairspray fixed
Fruit lollies in the mouth
Tight-fitting PVC
Full body condom
Pressed sausage wood look
Life in plastic
We also have wood, check. Hair has wool on its toes like a hobbit, that fits too. The tobacco note has a plastic effect, which is similar to plastic. Everything is tight with wool too.
Ok, ok, let's come to the end, William Blake is only in there because of the painting with the dragon and the woman dressed in the sun, but I'll put something together for a moment: while Wolle is just as muscular as the dragon *ruffle*, Coffee Tabac is a hopeful and almost innocent fragrance that is only made special by the tobacco that stands out. Nothing is saved here, because in the end Coffee Tabac is not outstanding enough. In fact, the coffee seems to perish like everything else in the aforementioned picture, in which the dragon, an allegory of evil, dominates the image. It has almost no chance against the tobacco, which is cloaked in nutty, spicy notes. It towers over the coffee, which is prostrate on the ground. Ready to devour whatever may come. In this respect, a beautiful tobacco fragrance in the style of House of Orpheus, only not quite as dirty and without the sublime metallic note. Well, that's enough for today.