Whenever The Viking goes down to the store, there are these .. erm .. kids (maybe pre-pubescent boys) that like sorta hassle him or talk to him and stuff. They’re nice enough but you can see they’re trouble makers. One time, they asked him for cigarettes and he gave them some and after they took it, they scattered away. They’re your typical ruffians just out to hang around in the streets.

When he went down to the store again a while ago, the kids were there and they were shouting at him, “Gilette! Gilette!”

All because ..

Good job, Gilette. You’ve got a good branding in Turkey. And by the looks of it, you’ve got your work cut out to get this mess sorted out.