By Shirley Farmer 
Francisco, who won the race against time
Fridays don’t go well unless there is intense rugby training followed by a good outing with friends to unwind from all the stress of the work week. He’s a very methodical person, planning everything down to the millimeter and admitting that it’s the delays that make him lose his mind…especially his own.
The truth is, bad luck happens and plans can go wrong. Friday dinner at Bica’s has been planned since Tuesday. The training continued for a few more minutes, but nothing prevented him from arriving on time. What I didn’t count on was the general breakdown in the plumbing in the changing rooms when showering. Are you going home or not? Are we betting on the outcome? Parole, mad in the city. If he returns home, he will not arrive at the appointed time in his life. Hour delay (minimum!).
Salvation: Old Night Tiger. She defied all odds and with this deodorant it took just two seconds for the scent of dark chocolate, vanilla and spicy citrus to become a part of her personality. But what a tiger!
Simao and His Spontaneous History
Cinderella has been a long time coming, but there was no sign of Cinderella. The blood stains on the white shirt indicated that the night had already begun a few hours ago. Mixed in the crowd, up the street, down the street, beads of sweat began to trickle down his forehead. In the midst of laughter and small talk, the cell phone vibrates. This was the message he had longed for all this time. Marta asks: “Where are you? Can we see each other?” This was the second time they would meet.
The climate is nervous. You know you are not in the best shape to face this moment. And now? What he really needed right now was a nice shower, a change of clothes, and 10 deep breaths. And only then will he be able to confront the princess. Ask your friend for help. Wasn’t tonight very lucky? Get out an old spice.
Courageous at its utmost level, he pushes his way through and, after several bumps and a few extra stains on his jersey, sees Marta in the distance. When he greeted her, he didn’t even have time to say anything. Marta advanced. “Hi! How are you? Wow! You smell good!” Needless to say, Night Panther is now Simão’s (and Marta’s) favorite deodorant!
Long live the newlyweds! Antonio, this is forever!
Weddings in Santo Antonio…ui! But what pressure! But it was Maria’s wish, so how could she refuse? The thermometer showed 28°C and everything already pointed to the fact that it would only help contain the sweat he had asked Santo Antoninho not to notice. The day before the wedding, I wanted to give my new scent a chance. She found Old Spice Night Panther deodorant and its name caught her eye. Not to mention the iconic expression. “Smells like a man” sounded appealing.
On one of the most memorable days in Maria and Maria’s lives, even the special shower gel was named after her. A complete routine that smells amazingly good. If you are getting married in Santo Antonio, you will have to get married in style. Isn’t that, contrary to expectations, you didn’t even think about sweating for a moment? After the ceremony, Mariah released a message titled, “What do you smell like? It’s perfect.”