'Ello ladies. Look at your man, now back to me, now back at your man, now back to me. Sadly, he isn't me. But if he stopped using ladies' scented body wash and switched to Old ****e, he could smell like he's me. Look down, back up. You're on a boat with the man your man could smell like. Look at your hand, back to me. I have it. In my hand is an oyster with two tickets to that thing you love. Look again. The Tickets are now diamonds! Anything is possible when your man is an Old ****e man. I'm on a horse.