Men Are Still On Mars.

Continuing on from yesterday's topic that Men are from Mars, yet another example. My son was irritating me this evening by waving his Sonic Screwdriver (Dr. Who fans will understand) in my face. Taking a leaf out of Lindsay's play-book I ply him with a spritz of perfume. The effect was immediate. "It burns! It burns" he hollers, and races to his bedroom. The next thing I know, he has stripped off his pants (trousers) and then his underwear, which he proceeds to rub all over his neck and face in order to combat the odour of perfume.  WTF? WTF ? So wrong on so many levels.