Sharing a bathroom with two high-school boys means everything that enters that bathroom now smells like Polo. Yes, it seems Polo is still the scent that says “high school”. And it has a weird transportive quality to it. AND it’s all over my t-shirt now since I set it on the counter while I took a shower. I smell like the hallway near the boys locker room. It’s weird.
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Ack, POLO!!
It evokes in some Pavlovian urge to crawl in to the back seat. I'll try to restrain myself. 😉