Axe dark temptation

The best part about those axe chocolate man commercials are that I have that scent and that he sprays it on the same way I do.

I’m very happy that it will turn me into candy for women. Such honesty is so appreciated in advertising. I just hope I don’t lose my arm in a tragic drive by.

And I like the song in the commercial, so here it is:

 

When a cold chill begins to burn at your very soul
That’s the sweet touch of Love
When just the drop of a name begins to sting your very toe
That’s the sweet touch of Love
Just the thought about seeing you would blow my mind
That’s the sweet touch of Love
I was about to give up but you came just in time
With your sweet touch of Love

You brought out the best in me,
Made me leave the rest of me behind
Oh yes you did
You delivered me from lonelyness
And onlyness ooh yes
And Oh little girl I want…

One little kiss to let me know girl
That I couldn’t live without your love, you know its true
I ‘ve found the joy that I had been missing for so long
It was the sweet touch of Love

When a cold chill begins to thrill your very soul
That’s the sweet touch of Love
When just the drop of a name begins to sting your very toe
That’s the sweet touch of Lto have yove

You know that there’s nothing that’s sweeter than you
I got to have you early in the morning
And when the icy wind a-blow from the north
I don’t need no clothes I don’t need no coat

I got you in the morning
I got you late in the afternoon
I got you late in the evening too
I got you

When ever my love come’s tumbling down
And you know you got to be there
You can use the rest of this world of mine
And you know you got to be there
When my love come’s tumbling down
And you know you got to be there
When my love come’s tumbling down
And you know you got to be there

A Variation

Not like I’m trying to be something. I just can’t stand not to not tell it. Like trapped in a cave screaming and ranting no more a slave to society, freed by isolation. I’m not much on destruction of self more like the destruction of all. If it’s all being built up then it all must come falling down some day.

More like a Jenga puzzle where everything seems so nice but you’re so delicate it makes it no longer fun. You poke one through, but let’s face it you’ll always lose because the other guy sees what you can’t. That’s perspective. That’s power. Not like you look at a different angle but you interpret what you see differently. He sees opportunity and all you see is a pile of square pegs.

I tried once to put together a puzzle but I realized it’s not much but a recreation of what it was. People ordering pre-destroyed puzzles just to put them together. Like they’ll take it apart and do it again someday. I’ll buy a painting and same precious time and not feel frustrated because a side piece is missing or something wasn’t cut right. That’s the struggle of the jigsaw- you can’t guarantee when you’re done that it’ll be perfect. In fact, you know it won’t be because it has 500 pieces all mechanically cut and when it’s put together the cuts are like scars, marring the picture you spent time to recreate. 

The funny thing is there’s no humor in all this.