Axe

Today in seminary I was having great difficulty in concentrating. Unfortunately for the fairies of concentration, the boy in front of me was wearing Axe Shampoo. What was to become of me? The enticing and aromatic scent sent me spiraling off into dark waters of not-paying-attention. It was my hope though, that no one would noticed that I was occupied with something else. Unfortunately my wish was not to be. *sigh*. The kid decided to turn around and engage me in conversation. Of course I was so focused on that heartbreaking aroma that he was giving me weird looks. Oh woe is me. But I managed to give him a comprehensible reply. Therefore, you could say, I didn't make a fool of myself in seminary. We must all thank our lucky stars that we don't have assigned seating, so tomorrow I won't sit behind him. I'll sit by the kid wearing Old Spice...

P.S.
This is a true story!