Excuses, Excuses

A strip club in Capetown, South Africa has come up with a brilliant solution for the man coming home late from a night out on the town: a line of fragrances called "Alibis."


This brilliant product line allows a man covered in cheap stripper perfume to mask his scent with a series of decent alibis.


They offer:


My Car Broke Down: The scent of fuel, burnt rubber, grease and steel
We Were Out Sailing: The scent of fresh ocean spray, sea salt, aqua and cotton rope
I Was Working Late: The scent of coffee, wool suits, cigarettes and ink


This reminds me of a Japanese gentleman's club (back in the day before mobile phones--yes, I'm that old) that had a phone booth a patron could go into, choose from a variety of background noise options (like "Office" and "Men in Pub") so when they called home they had a good sounding alibis. Literally.


Of course, in this case, you'd best not be wearing We Were Out Sailing if you live in Topeka.


I'm just sayin'.