There Is a Sex Pistols Fragrance, And I Probably Disapprove Of It

Yes, you read that correctly: a Sex Pistols fragrance. But what could it possibly smell like? Heroin? Death? Puke? Rock and fucking roll? Somehow, I doubt it. Here’s how the people selling the fragrance describe it:

Fresh, restless bite of lemon, sharpened and intensified by a defiant black pepper. Electrified by aldehydes, the fragrance exudes pure energy, pared down and pumped up by leather, shot through with heliotrope and brought back down to earth by a raunchy patchouli.

Raunchy patchouli? That is by far the dumbest thing I have heard this week that wasn’t a John Mayer tweet. Is Johnny Rotten really broke or something? How did this fragrance even happen?