I've been burned before by promises of a fresh start coupled with the lure of sweet chemical scents and glycerin-soaked sheets.
I've smelled the possibilities of roses, jasmine, patchouli, white diamonds, leather. Tried bombarding my senses with antibacterial solvents, rope-strung lava, and harsh sand scrubs... but the underlying, reeking corruption never went away.
Eventually the stink would outweigh the sweet, leaving me on the hunt for a new fix. No more. I require someone compact and durable who doesn't mind me rubbing my hands all over them at least daily (and sometimes, if I'm not tired, twice daily). I'm a messy guy who loves to cook, camp, and get thoroughly dirty.
As they say "opposites attract," so think of me as your positively-charged ion if you'll be my negatively-charged princess.
What You Get:
Scrub Away Smells and Stains with a Forever Bar of Stainless Steel Soap.