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Dragons are also just rodents
I want to tell you something now and I hope you are tough, or stop reading right now, because some truths hurt: the Easter bunny doesn't exist!
It makes sense, how is one little bunny supposed to hide all those Easter eggs? Of course, there is much more than just one Easter bunny. I'm not allowed to say exactly how many, because the ZOK is strict about that, but you can take a look at the mountains of Easter eggs yourself and then do the math - more than one, I'm just saying.
But there is a special Easter bunny. His name is Löffler and he's good, always has been, the best. He's also severely depressed because he hasn't had a job for years. His hiding places are just too good, no one has ever found them and let's be honest, that's not the point.
This year, however, the ZOK has a special idea, something progressive for the people, not always just chocolate eggs, because let's be honest, it would be healthier without. After much deliberation and after the problem has been gnawed on from all sides, the solution is clear: a fragrance. It has to be sweet, of course, to show its proximity to the chocolate eggs, but also much healthier. The goods come cheaply from a combine of the friendly BSM and all is well until the AQöP vetoes them. The members sniffed it out. Their report reads like this:
'...there is a suspicion that the necessary care in the area of personal hygiene is not being taken in BSM's production facilities. Witness statements prove that some comrades defecated directly into the product. The fruit extracts used are most probably from Symrise. This is forgivable as they are only slightly sour and not individually recognizable. What cannot be forgiven, however, is the complete absence of carrots, a clear violation of the product specifications. The caramel is about to be burnt. The BSM statement mentions roasted aromas, which implies an intention that is doubtful. Unfortunately, the addition of sun cream is not mentioned. In conclusion, it should be noted that only the requirement of excessive sweetness was met, if not exceeded.'
Now that's a problem, you can't give it to anyone, not even the class enemy. But luckily there's Löffler. He now has a job again and he still knows the best hiding places and no one will find the scents and everyone will be happy, really everyone...
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So far I know three fragrances from YS Uzac, all of which were more or less funny. This one is also more or less fun, if you find animalic, fruity, creamy and really exuberant sweetness fun. The animalic is the first problem: it is too soft, reminiscent of a pet shop with small rodents. Guinea pigs, hamsters and rabbits come to mind; not rabbits, they are already too big and wild. Just cute little animals and the sweet fruits, which also have a slightly sour note but are not individually recognizable, fit in well with this. A multivitamin effervescent tablet comes to mind (second problem). Initially weak, they become stronger and sweeter over time.
When the caramel is used, it starts to get disgusting. It has been in the pot for too long, is already very dark around the edges and about to smoke (first disaster). It gets a little sweeter, which, as we all know, never hurts. It is rounded off with creamy notes, although I'm not thinking of sun cream here, but of those fruit dessert powders that are mixed with water or milk (second disaster). I think they were around in the 90s and were disgusting. The gentle petting zoo animality remains throughout. At least it doesn't last super long and isn't quite as loud.
As I said, the whole thing is half funny. Half because everything is gruesome, but not gruesome enough. I just assume that this wasn't supposed to be a perfume, but a provocative concept and it's just too gentle and not provocative enough for that. It wouldn't necessarily be any better with animalism from a large animal enclosure, half-fermented fruit and burning caramel, but it would be a lot more fun.
I hope an Easter bunny brings you chocolate Easter eggs, it's clearly the better choice.
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ZOK: Central Easter Bunny Committee. Yes, Easter bunnies are communists and yet they distribute Kraft and Mondelez eggs. Easter bunnies also need foreign currency, carrots are expensive. The world is complex and contradictory, deal with it.
BSM: Federation of Socialist Guinea Pigs. Yes, them too.
AQöP: Committee for Quality Assurance of Austrian Products
It makes sense, how is one little bunny supposed to hide all those Easter eggs? Of course, there is much more than just one Easter bunny. I'm not allowed to say exactly how many, because the ZOK is strict about that, but you can take a look at the mountains of Easter eggs yourself and then do the math - more than one, I'm just saying.
But there is a special Easter bunny. His name is Löffler and he's good, always has been, the best. He's also severely depressed because he hasn't had a job for years. His hiding places are just too good, no one has ever found them and let's be honest, that's not the point.
This year, however, the ZOK has a special idea, something progressive for the people, not always just chocolate eggs, because let's be honest, it would be healthier without. After much deliberation and after the problem has been gnawed on from all sides, the solution is clear: a fragrance. It has to be sweet, of course, to show its proximity to the chocolate eggs, but also much healthier. The goods come cheaply from a combine of the friendly BSM and all is well until the AQöP vetoes them. The members sniffed it out. Their report reads like this:
'...there is a suspicion that the necessary care in the area of personal hygiene is not being taken in BSM's production facilities. Witness statements prove that some comrades defecated directly into the product. The fruit extracts used are most probably from Symrise. This is forgivable as they are only slightly sour and not individually recognizable. What cannot be forgiven, however, is the complete absence of carrots, a clear violation of the product specifications. The caramel is about to be burnt. The BSM statement mentions roasted aromas, which implies an intention that is doubtful. Unfortunately, the addition of sun cream is not mentioned. In conclusion, it should be noted that only the requirement of excessive sweetness was met, if not exceeded.'
Now that's a problem, you can't give it to anyone, not even the class enemy. But luckily there's Löffler. He now has a job again and he still knows the best hiding places and no one will find the scents and everyone will be happy, really everyone...
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So far I know three fragrances from YS Uzac, all of which were more or less funny. This one is also more or less fun, if you find animalic, fruity, creamy and really exuberant sweetness fun. The animalic is the first problem: it is too soft, reminiscent of a pet shop with small rodents. Guinea pigs, hamsters and rabbits come to mind; not rabbits, they are already too big and wild. Just cute little animals and the sweet fruits, which also have a slightly sour note but are not individually recognizable, fit in well with this. A multivitamin effervescent tablet comes to mind (second problem). Initially weak, they become stronger and sweeter over time.
When the caramel is used, it starts to get disgusting. It has been in the pot for too long, is already very dark around the edges and about to smoke (first disaster). It gets a little sweeter, which, as we all know, never hurts. It is rounded off with creamy notes, although I'm not thinking of sun cream here, but of those fruit dessert powders that are mixed with water or milk (second disaster). I think they were around in the 90s and were disgusting. The gentle petting zoo animality remains throughout. At least it doesn't last super long and isn't quite as loud.
As I said, the whole thing is half funny. Half because everything is gruesome, but not gruesome enough. I just assume that this wasn't supposed to be a perfume, but a provocative concept and it's just too gentle and not provocative enough for that. It wouldn't necessarily be any better with animalism from a large animal enclosure, half-fermented fruit and burning caramel, but it would be a lot more fun.
I hope an Easter bunny brings you chocolate Easter eggs, it's clearly the better choice.
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ZOK: Central Easter Bunny Committee. Yes, Easter bunnies are communists and yet they distribute Kraft and Mondelez eggs. Easter bunnies also need foreign currency, carrots are expensive. The world is complex and contradictory, deal with it.
BSM: Federation of Socialist Guinea Pigs. Yes, them too.
AQöP: Committee for Quality Assurance of Austrian Products
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The leasing contract
I admit, I'm not that familiar with it, you don't buy something like that every day, and it's far too expensive. I've always had second-hand ones, that was enough for me. But now, with electrics and all that, Kölbl Chris made me a great offer and I've been friends with him since kindergarten, although he wasn't selling cars back then of course.
When the car arrived, I thought it was really nice. Sure, the cheapest plastic deserts, some with a wooden look, something from Zwickau back then, but now it comes from China, but apart from that it had everything you need. Forwards, backwards, left, right, everything was there. And leather seats. Although the leather wasn't quite genuine, it was a bit sticky. But it's good, increases lateral support, Chris said.
I thought the smell was still okay, like a new car, freshly peeled out of the plastic wrap, or maybe still under it. But I thought it would fade quickly. And that's the problem, because it doesn't. Chris said that this is a feature of the manufacturer's, that every half hour a little new car fragrance is blown in via the ventilation system. To emphasize the quality and high-quality appearance of the materials in the long term, says Chris. You can't turn it off. It's in the leasing contract, of course, on page 23 under XXVI.24-3-c. Pretty small print. No one reads that!
I can't get out of the leasing contract, says my lawyer. But the contract includes fully comprehensive insurance. I'm going to Berlin now, to a bad neighborhood. The barbecue lighter is already in the trunk. Maybe a leasing contract isn't so bad after all.
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It was Christian Kölbl's declared aim to capture the smell of new cars, presumably those of higher quality, with leather seats and such. He succeeded to a certain extent, in that the knots of plastic (along with some paint and ozone) that permeate the fragrance are reminiscent of the interior of a new car that has been left in the sun for a little too long. The fragrance also fills the room for the first half hour.
What doesn't make me think so much of new cars is the violet, which is floral here, but unfortunately doesn't want to evoke any association with gasoline. The leather is a post-modern faux leather, as we know it from Ombre Leather or Tuscan Leather and hate it, or like it, it should be. Towards the base, it becomes a little woody and there is also a slight gum note, as if it contained galbanum. The whole thing is consistently 100% synthetic, which I really like here. The initially expansive silage quickly recedes to a pleasant level and the fragrance stays there for a long time.
I don't think Neuwagen is as bad as it is sometimes rated here, but it's nowhere near as good either. Mr. Kölbl is actually an artist and so I would have liked the fragrance to be more artistic and less wearable: more lacquer and solvents, pungent plastic with plasticizers, violets with petrol in their blood and a little bit of cable fire to go with the rubber. I wouldn't prefer to wear it for that reason, but it would be more fun. As it is, it's just a subtly spicy, post-modern faux leather loaded with flowers.
You can take a look at the maker's thoughts on the fragrance on the website, it's quite interesting.
Thanks to Floyd, I'll stick with my Skoda!
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Further information about car leasing here:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wgUolOiIiko
When the car arrived, I thought it was really nice. Sure, the cheapest plastic deserts, some with a wooden look, something from Zwickau back then, but now it comes from China, but apart from that it had everything you need. Forwards, backwards, left, right, everything was there. And leather seats. Although the leather wasn't quite genuine, it was a bit sticky. But it's good, increases lateral support, Chris said.
I thought the smell was still okay, like a new car, freshly peeled out of the plastic wrap, or maybe still under it. But I thought it would fade quickly. And that's the problem, because it doesn't. Chris said that this is a feature of the manufacturer's, that every half hour a little new car fragrance is blown in via the ventilation system. To emphasize the quality and high-quality appearance of the materials in the long term, says Chris. You can't turn it off. It's in the leasing contract, of course, on page 23 under XXVI.24-3-c. Pretty small print. No one reads that!
I can't get out of the leasing contract, says my lawyer. But the contract includes fully comprehensive insurance. I'm going to Berlin now, to a bad neighborhood. The barbecue lighter is already in the trunk. Maybe a leasing contract isn't so bad after all.
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It was Christian Kölbl's declared aim to capture the smell of new cars, presumably those of higher quality, with leather seats and such. He succeeded to a certain extent, in that the knots of plastic (along with some paint and ozone) that permeate the fragrance are reminiscent of the interior of a new car that has been left in the sun for a little too long. The fragrance also fills the room for the first half hour.
What doesn't make me think so much of new cars is the violet, which is floral here, but unfortunately doesn't want to evoke any association with gasoline. The leather is a post-modern faux leather, as we know it from Ombre Leather or Tuscan Leather and hate it, or like it, it should be. Towards the base, it becomes a little woody and there is also a slight gum note, as if it contained galbanum. The whole thing is consistently 100% synthetic, which I really like here. The initially expansive silage quickly recedes to a pleasant level and the fragrance stays there for a long time.
I don't think Neuwagen is as bad as it is sometimes rated here, but it's nowhere near as good either. Mr. Kölbl is actually an artist and so I would have liked the fragrance to be more artistic and less wearable: more lacquer and solvents, pungent plastic with plasticizers, violets with petrol in their blood and a little bit of cable fire to go with the rubber. I wouldn't prefer to wear it for that reason, but it would be more fun. As it is, it's just a subtly spicy, post-modern faux leather loaded with flowers.
You can take a look at the maker's thoughts on the fragrance on the website, it's quite interesting.
Thanks to Floyd, I'll stick with my Skoda!
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Further information about car leasing here:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wgUolOiIiko
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The alchemist
'...Vi veri vniversvm vivvs vici.'
With these words, he threw the last ingredient into the vat. A hiss and a flash were the result. Light green smoke billowed, taking away the sight, biting and pungent but also fresh and clearing the nose. Of course, this was again due to the lavender and the precious resins, very expensive but indispensable, as Castiglio had already described, and he was beyond reproach. But of course that was not the desired effect, which would only become apparent once the green smoke had dissipated. It just didn't go away.
'Te exue sue!'
And indeed, the smoke slowly cleared and a brown, viscous bubbling mass could be seen in the vat underneath. Nothing else. The umpteenth attempt and again only a fragrant brew, which was the least we could do with all the expensive spices. Perhaps the broth was even healthy. Of course, that would make things even worse. As an alchemist and sorcerer, it should at least smell like sulphur.
'Abyssus abyssum invocat.'
Yes, he had left out the birch tar, it always gave him a headache. But that wasn't the reason for the renewed failure, there had been too many failed attempts before, even with tar and headaches. Maybe he should just bottle the stuff and sell it as a cure? For a long life, for example? That way he could at least reduce the costs.
'Contra vim mortis non est medicamen in hortis.'
No, that was still beneath him, but sooner or later he would have to show some success, otherwise he would lose his position and with it his home and his peaceful life. He might be able to muddle through for a few more months. For the monthly report to the Camerarius, he would just have to embellish the results a little.
'Difficile est satiram non scribere.'
But not impossible.
He poured the contents of the vat into the garden. There, the cherry tree was in full bloom. Unusual in the middle of winter, but so be it, he had more important things to do.
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La Fumée Intense actually gets off to quite an intense start. The incense is rather dirty, the lavender dark and very intense and a clear smoky note. The whole thing has something harshly medicinal about it, only elemi resin provides a few fresh, limey notes that brighten everything up a little. Spices also resonate, but are rather gentle and do not come directly from the kitchen; coriander is recognizable. It all has something of an alchemical ritual or even witches' cuisine about it.
The fragrance calms down considerably after 10 minutes, becoming softer and also warmer, which could be due to the cumin, although you can't smell it explicitly. Chamomile provides additional herbaceous freshness. As the fragrance progresses, the basic orientation of the scent does not change much, only the weighting or perception of it shifts several times. Sometimes (slightly smoky) incense is in the foreground, then again the fresh, herbaceous aspects, before the spices flash out again. Only towards the base does the fragrance become resinous and sweeter, the camomile almost a little spicy, which offers a great contrast to the resinous-sweet. A little, very slightly earthy patchouli is still recognizable, but it is almost negligible.
The differences to the normal La Fumée are not very great. La Fumée Intense is by no means more intense, but a little softer, which is probably due to the lack of birch tar, which ultimately spoiled La Fumée for me. So it pains me personally that the Intense has been discontinued and not the normal one, but thank Souk it still found its way to me, thank you dear A.
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'...Vi veri vniversvm vivvs vici.' - By the power of truth I, the living, have conquered the universe; motto of Aleister Crowley
Castiglio is borrowed from melodies by Helmut Krausser, skepticism towards his works is appropriate
'Te exue sue!' - Get naked, you sow!
'Abyssus abyssum invocat - One mistake leads to another
'Contra vim mortis non est medicamen in hortis - There is no medicine against death.
Camerarius = medieval chamberlain
'Difficile est satiram non scribere - It is difficult not to write satire about it.
I got my Latin from Asterix books, so please Google directly for any errors.
With these words, he threw the last ingredient into the vat. A hiss and a flash were the result. Light green smoke billowed, taking away the sight, biting and pungent but also fresh and clearing the nose. Of course, this was again due to the lavender and the precious resins, very expensive but indispensable, as Castiglio had already described, and he was beyond reproach. But of course that was not the desired effect, which would only become apparent once the green smoke had dissipated. It just didn't go away.
'Te exue sue!'
And indeed, the smoke slowly cleared and a brown, viscous bubbling mass could be seen in the vat underneath. Nothing else. The umpteenth attempt and again only a fragrant brew, which was the least we could do with all the expensive spices. Perhaps the broth was even healthy. Of course, that would make things even worse. As an alchemist and sorcerer, it should at least smell like sulphur.
'Abyssus abyssum invocat.'
Yes, he had left out the birch tar, it always gave him a headache. But that wasn't the reason for the renewed failure, there had been too many failed attempts before, even with tar and headaches. Maybe he should just bottle the stuff and sell it as a cure? For a long life, for example? That way he could at least reduce the costs.
'Contra vim mortis non est medicamen in hortis.'
No, that was still beneath him, but sooner or later he would have to show some success, otherwise he would lose his position and with it his home and his peaceful life. He might be able to muddle through for a few more months. For the monthly report to the Camerarius, he would just have to embellish the results a little.
'Difficile est satiram non scribere.'
But not impossible.
He poured the contents of the vat into the garden. There, the cherry tree was in full bloom. Unusual in the middle of winter, but so be it, he had more important things to do.
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La Fumée Intense actually gets off to quite an intense start. The incense is rather dirty, the lavender dark and very intense and a clear smoky note. The whole thing has something harshly medicinal about it, only elemi resin provides a few fresh, limey notes that brighten everything up a little. Spices also resonate, but are rather gentle and do not come directly from the kitchen; coriander is recognizable. It all has something of an alchemical ritual or even witches' cuisine about it.
The fragrance calms down considerably after 10 minutes, becoming softer and also warmer, which could be due to the cumin, although you can't smell it explicitly. Chamomile provides additional herbaceous freshness. As the fragrance progresses, the basic orientation of the scent does not change much, only the weighting or perception of it shifts several times. Sometimes (slightly smoky) incense is in the foreground, then again the fresh, herbaceous aspects, before the spices flash out again. Only towards the base does the fragrance become resinous and sweeter, the camomile almost a little spicy, which offers a great contrast to the resinous-sweet. A little, very slightly earthy patchouli is still recognizable, but it is almost negligible.
The differences to the normal La Fumée are not very great. La Fumée Intense is by no means more intense, but a little softer, which is probably due to the lack of birch tar, which ultimately spoiled La Fumée for me. So it pains me personally that the Intense has been discontinued and not the normal one, but thank Souk it still found its way to me, thank you dear A.
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'...Vi veri vniversvm vivvs vici.' - By the power of truth I, the living, have conquered the universe; motto of Aleister Crowley
Castiglio is borrowed from melodies by Helmut Krausser, skepticism towards his works is appropriate
'Te exue sue!' - Get naked, you sow!
'Abyssus abyssum invocat - One mistake leads to another
'Contra vim mortis non est medicamen in hortis - There is no medicine against death.
Camerarius = medieval chamberlain
'Difficile est satiram non scribere - It is difficult not to write satire about it.
I got my Latin from Asterix books, so please Google directly for any errors.
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Winter Christmas party in the gnome forest
Ede really was a funny little elf, or so he thought. His fellow elves didn't always think so, or rather never, which was because his pranks and jokes were usually very special but not very funny. This was also the case with the one he came up with for the annual winter Christmas party.
Because traditionally, every year shortly before Christmas there is a winter Christmas party in the gnome forest, which all the gnomes look forward to all year round. The most important thing at this party is the punch: it has to be plentiful, taste good and above all be effective, because it's cold in the winter forest and why do you think gnomes have red noses? There's not that much difference to Christmas celebrations for humans. So the ingredients are collected all year round: Fruit, spices and, of course, alcohol. The fruits are mainly plums, the gnome forest is just a good plum forest. Prunes, of course, but in the large cauldron over the fire, they become juicy again in no time at all.
In an unobserved moment, Ede threw a handful of herbs into the pot. The gnomes actually quite liked these herbs to flavor their food or when their little gnome tummies weren't feeling so well, but only a really funny gnome would have thought of throwing them into the punch. At least that's what Ede thought. After the elves had tasted the punch, they were of a different opinion.
But that wasn't what ultimately put Ede in his awkward position, because even if the punch tasted disgusting and made one or two of the gnomes retch, the effect was flawless. No, Ede's downfall was that he thought he had to sing a song as well. His singing voice was like his humor, rather weird. He accompanied himself on a rusty hurdy-gurdy and to be honest, it didn't sound much worse than his singing. Slowly, all the gnomes' eyes turned angrily towards him...
This year too, the gnomes had a fun gnome Christmas party in the gnome forest, with horrible punch and bad music, but that didn't dampen the mood. Only Ede looked gloomy from the edge of the clearing, where he was glued to a Christmas tree with resin.
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Christmas Wine actually has a lot of what makes a classically good Pineward forest: sweet, liqueur-like resins, rather dark wood, a little smoke and a tiny bit of green. It also has fruity, juicy notes, here mainly plum, like prunes on the nose, but not the hard ones, but the soft ones. The other fruits tend to stay in the background. It also has very spicy notes. I immediately believe nutmeg and clove, a little cinnamon could also be good. All of that would be fine with me. A spicy, fruity punch prepared in the dark forest over an open fire and not even indecently sweet.
But it also has a curry note, which is there from the start and unfortunately stays for a relatively long time. It's not like curry powder, but more like curry herb (Italian immortelle), an herb that I actually like, it goes well with fish, for example. I even had it in the garden once, but it didn't survive one winter. But: only an incredibly funny person would put it in the punch! If you look at the statements here, not every goblin perceives the curry herb and if I goblin didn't perceive it, the fragrance would certainly be an 8. For me, however, the fragrance only becomes beautiful in the base, where the herb has evaporated and what remains is a dark woody, resinous and spicy forest with minimal smoke, which I find much more bitter than the forest in Fanghorn II, for example, which is because I can hardly recognize any or no fir balsam here.
In this sense, even if it doesn't taste good, drink to the effect! Have a great Christmas!
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Here is the funny gnome Christmas song, expressly at your own risk:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E8gmARGvPlI
Because traditionally, every year shortly before Christmas there is a winter Christmas party in the gnome forest, which all the gnomes look forward to all year round. The most important thing at this party is the punch: it has to be plentiful, taste good and above all be effective, because it's cold in the winter forest and why do you think gnomes have red noses? There's not that much difference to Christmas celebrations for humans. So the ingredients are collected all year round: Fruit, spices and, of course, alcohol. The fruits are mainly plums, the gnome forest is just a good plum forest. Prunes, of course, but in the large cauldron over the fire, they become juicy again in no time at all.
In an unobserved moment, Ede threw a handful of herbs into the pot. The gnomes actually quite liked these herbs to flavor their food or when their little gnome tummies weren't feeling so well, but only a really funny gnome would have thought of throwing them into the punch. At least that's what Ede thought. After the elves had tasted the punch, they were of a different opinion.
But that wasn't what ultimately put Ede in his awkward position, because even if the punch tasted disgusting and made one or two of the gnomes retch, the effect was flawless. No, Ede's downfall was that he thought he had to sing a song as well. His singing voice was like his humor, rather weird. He accompanied himself on a rusty hurdy-gurdy and to be honest, it didn't sound much worse than his singing. Slowly, all the gnomes' eyes turned angrily towards him...
This year too, the gnomes had a fun gnome Christmas party in the gnome forest, with horrible punch and bad music, but that didn't dampen the mood. Only Ede looked gloomy from the edge of the clearing, where he was glued to a Christmas tree with resin.
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Christmas Wine actually has a lot of what makes a classically good Pineward forest: sweet, liqueur-like resins, rather dark wood, a little smoke and a tiny bit of green. It also has fruity, juicy notes, here mainly plum, like prunes on the nose, but not the hard ones, but the soft ones. The other fruits tend to stay in the background. It also has very spicy notes. I immediately believe nutmeg and clove, a little cinnamon could also be good. All of that would be fine with me. A spicy, fruity punch prepared in the dark forest over an open fire and not even indecently sweet.
But it also has a curry note, which is there from the start and unfortunately stays for a relatively long time. It's not like curry powder, but more like curry herb (Italian immortelle), an herb that I actually like, it goes well with fish, for example. I even had it in the garden once, but it didn't survive one winter. But: only an incredibly funny person would put it in the punch! If you look at the statements here, not every goblin perceives the curry herb and if I goblin didn't perceive it, the fragrance would certainly be an 8. For me, however, the fragrance only becomes beautiful in the base, where the herb has evaporated and what remains is a dark woody, resinous and spicy forest with minimal smoke, which I find much more bitter than the forest in Fanghorn II, for example, which is because I can hardly recognize any or no fir balsam here.
In this sense, even if it doesn't taste good, drink to the effect! Have a great Christmas!
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Here is the funny gnome Christmas song, expressly at your own risk:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E8gmARGvPlI
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The quiz
Welcome to Guess the Reviewer*in, the quiz for young and old perfume lovers! Let's start with the first round, who might be hiding here?
'The olfactory round begins with a salty note that originally evokes the sea, but at the same time does not connote cacophemistic aquatics, paraphrasing them without asserting the traditional notes (calone and co.). A sublime freshness resonates, as if reminiscent of Hesperides, becoming successively more striking, mysterious, because miraculous, not instantly explicable from the notes given. Fresh, cool, but not stygian. Salient is the reciprocity of the notes, which deterministically form constituents...'
Ding! I know him, he has such a beard and no hair on his head... what's his name again...... Qwitza or Jitza or something like that... oh, Menno!
Well, we should already know the name, with a beard and no hair on his head, there are clearly too many people who could fit this description! Let's just move on to the next reviewer, maybe you'll have better luck:
'...light and bright incense, spicy and resinous at the same time. Like light fog over Ses Salines, the dream beach on my beloved Ibiza. But I could also imagine it while running, when after the first 20 kilometers, having just warmed up, I come steeply up the mountain into the forest where the mist catches between the fir trees. I often think of Cašmir, who I fell in love with as a little girl. He has nothing to do with this at all, but I just had to mention him, my chickens love him too...'
Ding! That was difficult, but I think that's Pollita...?
Correct! The Black Forest Pollita! The first 5 euros go straight into the piggy bank! Let's continue right away, who is hiding here:
'Zisch!'
Ding! That's easy, it's the Axiomatic, it always hisses a lot.
Yes, that was probably a bit too simple, but it's nice that we got to the point so quickly. On to the last one in the round:
'...and you see the lanterns in which myrrh glows, casting shadows on house walls, a hint of wood, how the incense resins gradually burn out, only sparks bloom briefly before everything goes out. The myrrh-calyptic riders push on, out of the nave into resinous expanses, whirling up sweet earth...'
Ding! But I know him now, he's got a beard like that and no hair on his head, that's Floyd, the old forest gnome!
And that's right! And if you can now guess which fragrance our reviewers have described, I'll double the prize again!
Such fresh, spicy incense with a slightly aquatic note? That can only be Acqua di Giò Profumo, right?
Certainly not! Acqua di Giò, I can't believe it... take your pig and off you go... all these philistines here... really, I'm not Jörg Dräger here...
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To summarize briefly (not that our esteemed reviewers haven't already described it perfectly): a wonderfully un-aquatic incense fragrance that is only reminiscent of the sea due to the salty note in the first half hour and retains something fresh and limey throughout (probably from the incense). The base is more resinous, sweeter and warmer with a hint of myrrh. Great, simple and clear (and of course has nothing at all to do with Acqua di Giò Profumo, so you can kind of understand the presenter, even if his reaction was of course not very professional).
'The olfactory round begins with a salty note that originally evokes the sea, but at the same time does not connote cacophemistic aquatics, paraphrasing them without asserting the traditional notes (calone and co.). A sublime freshness resonates, as if reminiscent of Hesperides, becoming successively more striking, mysterious, because miraculous, not instantly explicable from the notes given. Fresh, cool, but not stygian. Salient is the reciprocity of the notes, which deterministically form constituents...'
Ding! I know him, he has such a beard and no hair on his head... what's his name again...... Qwitza or Jitza or something like that... oh, Menno!
Well, we should already know the name, with a beard and no hair on his head, there are clearly too many people who could fit this description! Let's just move on to the next reviewer, maybe you'll have better luck:
'...light and bright incense, spicy and resinous at the same time. Like light fog over Ses Salines, the dream beach on my beloved Ibiza. But I could also imagine it while running, when after the first 20 kilometers, having just warmed up, I come steeply up the mountain into the forest where the mist catches between the fir trees. I often think of Cašmir, who I fell in love with as a little girl. He has nothing to do with this at all, but I just had to mention him, my chickens love him too...'
Ding! That was difficult, but I think that's Pollita...?
Correct! The Black Forest Pollita! The first 5 euros go straight into the piggy bank! Let's continue right away, who is hiding here:
'Zisch!'
Ding! That's easy, it's the Axiomatic, it always hisses a lot.
Yes, that was probably a bit too simple, but it's nice that we got to the point so quickly. On to the last one in the round:
'...and you see the lanterns in which myrrh glows, casting shadows on house walls, a hint of wood, how the incense resins gradually burn out, only sparks bloom briefly before everything goes out. The myrrh-calyptic riders push on, out of the nave into resinous expanses, whirling up sweet earth...'
Ding! But I know him now, he's got a beard like that and no hair on his head, that's Floyd, the old forest gnome!
And that's right! And if you can now guess which fragrance our reviewers have described, I'll double the prize again!
Such fresh, spicy incense with a slightly aquatic note? That can only be Acqua di Giò Profumo, right?
Certainly not! Acqua di Giò, I can't believe it... take your pig and off you go... all these philistines here... really, I'm not Jörg Dräger here...
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To summarize briefly (not that our esteemed reviewers haven't already described it perfectly): a wonderfully un-aquatic incense fragrance that is only reminiscent of the sea due to the salty note in the first half hour and retains something fresh and limey throughout (probably from the incense). The base is more resinous, sweeter and warmer with a hint of myrrh. Great, simple and clear (and of course has nothing at all to do with Acqua di Giò Profumo, so you can kind of understand the presenter, even if his reaction was of course not very professional).
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