"I see her, I want her...
She is, what she is...
She sees, but she is blind...
She has legs, but she has no legs...
She is alive, but she is dead...
She is a woman, but she is monkey...
And I know that I want her, because she it was she is, and what she is:
A blind, dead, disabled monkey, and I know that I want her,
'Shallamon' by 'Goulan'" ...WHAT DOES IT FUCKING SMELL LIKE?!
She is, what she is...
She sees, but she is blind...
She has legs, but she has no legs...
She is alive, but she is dead...
She is a woman, but she is monkey...
And I know that I want her, because she it was she is, and what she is:
A blind, dead, disabled monkey, and I know that I want her,
'Shallamon' by 'Goulan'" ...WHAT DOES IT FUCKING SMELL LIKE?!
— Lee Mack
"Perfume is a good example of a product gone all wrong. When I was a child, it was a sort of semi-exotic thing, y'know? And it was called something stupid like "Fleur de Fleur" and you would give it to your mother or an auntie at Christmas. And it was advertised by some dopey looking woman in a field of sunflowers and she looked like she'd been hit by a tractor because she was going [grins and flails arms]. She just couldn't get over how nice she smelled. Now, because we're so jaded, we've consumed so much, our attention can only be grabbed in a violent way. So it's always advertised by these constipated, exo-skeletal bitches who are sneering at you and it's called something horrible. Like "Homicide!", "Dysentery!", "Urban Dysentery: For Boys and Girls!"
— Dylan Moran, What It Is
If not for the last three seconds of a perfume commercial, no one would have known it is a perfume commercial.
— Folklore
