Smell

[marval]

A general and an admiral were sitting in the barbershop.

They were both just getting finished with their shaves -- the barbers were reaching for some aftershave to slap on their faces.

The admiral shouted, “Hey, don't put that muck on me! My wife will think I've been in a brothel”

The general turned to his barber and said, “Go ahead and put it on. My wife doesn't know what the inside of a brothel smells like.”