Recently accidentally found in my closet a deodorant that I was gifted, I do not remember who and I do not remember how many years ago. I’ve never used such things, but I decided to get rid of them a couple of times.
A woman enters the room.

Wife: What does it smell like?
I: It is from me.
The wife carelessly shrugged her hand to my side and continuing to try to find the source of the smell said: “Yes, no, it smells good!”