While fucking off some time at work this morning, trying to avoid doing my actual job, I was perusing Overstock.com and found this. Batman Eau de Toilette. Yep, file this under WTF. What do you imagine Batman smells like? He hangs out in a fucking Batcave. I would imagine a Batcave smells like guano, and that can’t smell good. What man in their right mind would buy this shit? Just for future reference, you’re NEVER getting laid if you use Batman cologne.
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