Vista, Jozu and Whitebeard.
"Old Spice Mustache Wax"
"Hello Ladies!
Look at your man,
Now back to me,
Now back at your man,
Now back to me.
Sadly, he isn't me.
But he could at least have awesome facial hair like me if he stopped using ladies scented hair gel and switched to Old Spice Mustache Wax.
Look down, Look up.
Where are you?
You're on a boat with the man your man could have a mustache like.
What's beside you?
Now back to me.
I have it. It's the 3rd division commander.
Look again. Jozu is now diamonds!
Anything is possible when your man smells like Old Spice and not a lady.
I'm on a horse."
Vista held his smile until the camera stopped rolling, before falling off the horse. He blew a stray lock of hair out of eyes and looked at Whitebeard, who came to stand beside him.
"How'd I do?"
Whitebeard barely suppressed a chuckle before replying. "It was fine, don't worry."
"Good. Because I'm NEVER doing that again." Vista let his head fall to the floor with a relieved sigh.
Because who wouldn't want a piece of that 'tache.