Rants, Raves and Recipes from the Edge of Sanity
ahhh, the smell of gunpowder always takes me back to memories of my dad and his hunting buddies...and me....vaquero viejo
Angel - a dab of powder in a jar lid, a match, and you have your aroma therapy.
Look at you, being all romantical and shit!
For me it's pine, saddle leather, campfire, and a wee bit of horse. A bit of heaven on earth. -CM
Just put a dab of Hoppes #9 behind the ear...
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