Duke Cannon doesn¡¯t mince words, but he¡¯s gentleman enough to spare tender ears when he skins a knuckle as he¡¯s changing a tire. Instead of cussing, he¡¯ll resort to the universal alternative that¡¯s almost as satisfying to holler: Oh, fu¡dge! In true Duke fashion, he has channeled his pent-up pain and outrage into a soap that pays sweet homage to men who can hold their tempers, tongues and spirits. It lathers up quickly to whisk away grime, odors and foul moods. And the scent? A whiff of rich, subtle fudge that¡¯ll make him smell almost good enough to eat.?
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