Hannah's Dad
I Can See Better Than Bigfoot.
Forgive me, Tabac, for doubting your greatness. I had bumped you out of rotation in favor of the flavors of the day — GD, DG, B&M, Stirling, T&S — and other trendy soaps. But since I’ve been test driving some new razors, I’ve relied upon your quick lather and performance, and have come back to realizing that you are the greatest in my den. I’ve been guilty of saying such things as ‘Tabac is nowhere near as good as ____________.’ But I was mistaken.
Nothing beats your combination of slickness, cushion, volume, scent and post-shave conditioning. And your triple-milling will outlast any other soap, croap or cream around.
The artisans have been churning out great products, and my den is full of them. But I fear that I’ve wasted money and space.
My week with Tabac has been an epiphany.
Mea culpa, Tabac. Mea maxima culpa.
Nothing beats your combination of slickness, cushion, volume, scent and post-shave conditioning. And your triple-milling will outlast any other soap, croap or cream around.
The artisans have been churning out great products, and my den is full of them. But I fear that I’ve wasted money and space.
My week with Tabac has been an epiphany.
Mea culpa, Tabac. Mea maxima culpa.