A German tourist goes into a pharmacy and barks "Excuse me, I vould like your finest body deodorant please."

"Certainly sir " says the young assistant scanning the shelves.
"Would that be ball or aerosol?"

"Neither" shouts the German, a shocked look on his face.

He then leans forward, casts a furtive glance around the chemists
and whispers:"If you really must know its for my armpits."