I passed someone wearing Joop! cologne in the hall today, and I gagged.
The reason I knew it was Joop! was because I hung out with a guy the summer after high school who wore it all the time. It smells pretty nasty by itself, but this guy bathed maybe once every two weeks and doused himself with Joop! every day. He wasn't a punk, and his shower worked fine. I could never figure it out or get him to tell me why. He was a very nice, funny guy, and we had a lot of fun; he just never bathed.
So now I can't smell Joop! without smelling this guy's nasty body odor, kind of like how I can't smell baby powder without smelling urine.
The moral of the story is that artificial fragrances are a tool of the devil. The end.