So I was standing there all minding my own business at Starbucks today when an ordinary working man with a handlebar moustache stood next to me smelling just divine. I had to ask him what he was wearing, and he told me with a deep blush that it was Alfred Sung. I told him he better watch out or he’d have all kinds of people throwing themselves at him, and he thought that was pretty much worth the money he spent on the cologne.
There you go, fellas. If you’re thinking you want to smell yummy and musky and generally delish, you can check this stuff out. I don’t recommend the handlebar moustache, though.