The Down Range Forum
Member Section => Down Range Cafe => Topic started by: Dakotaranger on August 06, 2010, 05:57:03 AM
-
Hoppes is introducing a #9 air freshener. That's how my pick up smells now anyway http://www.theoutdoorwire.com/story/12810855163r11jxy0fcm
-
Is the air freshner cheaper than the real thing? Cause I just put a dab or two of the real thing behind my ears before a big date. No need for some expensive, yuppie air freshner.
-
A little Hoppe's on a cotton ball, thrown under the truck seat, and ta-da. :D
-
Kind of like the "Pistol Bayonet", Fun idea, but no one but a Mall ninja would actually use it.
-
I find it amusing in Tom's way of thinking. Its "wannabes are us". If you want your house to smell like Hoppes number 9 there's a real easy way to make it happen. If you need an air freshener? Well, enough said.
FQ13 who cleans his guns in the garage so the house doesn't smell like gun oil.
-
I don't know if I'd want the "Eau de Hoppes" scent around all the time. BUT... I DO get caught quite often happily sniffing the open breaches on my handguns.
-
I don't know if I'd want the "Eau de Hoppes" scent around all the time. BUT... I DO get caught quite often happily sniffing the open breaches on my handguns.
The "sniffing the breach" comment brings up a funny, but very sad story. The year I graduated, I rented a room in a house owned by a DC cop. He came in late one night. An officer had gone missing and it was all hands to look for him. Turns out our he had parked in an alley way, disassmbled his Glock, and used the barrel as a crack pipe. Apparently, he ODed and lost consciousness. DC's finest. ::) ;D. Now guarding a mall near you.
FQ13
-
Told my girlfriend once that if she REALLY wanted to attract me with perfume, she should find one that smelled like a new climbing rope. ;)
-
Told my girlfriend once that if she REALLY wanted to attract me with perfume, she should find one that smelled like a new climbing rope. ;)
I don't remember if I posted this, or just PMed it. When I was a freshman, one of the senior cadets invited me to her place to tutor me in math as I pretty much was failing. I get to her apartment in Rosslyn on a rainy day. She'd come in from a run to the liquor store after cleaning her personal AR and hung her bomber jacket by the door. She smelled like wet leather, rum and Hoppes. I don't remember a word she said. ;D
FQ13
-
I don't remember if I posted this, or just PMed it. When I was a freshman, one of the senior cadets invited me to her place to tutor me in math as I pretty much was failing. I get to her apartment in Rosslyn on a rainy day. She'd come in from a run to the liquor store after cleaning her personal AR and hung her bomber jacket by the door. She smelled like wet leather, rum and Hoppes. I don't remember a word she said. ;D
FQ13
Sounds like a wet bondage dream to me. ::) ;D
Give me a list, I'll restock the corner......
-
I don't know if I'd want the "Eau de Hoppes" scent around all the time. BUT... I DO get caught quite often happily sniffing the open breaches on my handguns.
Out of the closet eh? A breach sniffer ;D
The wife "lets" me clean my rifles on the back patio. :-\ In the heat.... :P That's alright, it's a labor of love. I do keep asking her to dab some on her body,,, ::)
The look I get is well,,,,,.....priceless... :'(
-
Sounds like a wet bondage dream to me. ::) ;D
Give me a list, I'll restock the corner......
Its the Gods honest truth, but a wet dream (or two) was all I could expect as she was so far out of my leauge she was playing a different sport. :-\
FQ13
-
I don't remember if I posted this, or just PMed it. When I was a freshman, one of the senior cadets invited me to her place to tutor me in math as I pretty much was failing. I get to her apartment in Rosslyn on a rainy day. She'd come in from a run to the liquor store after cleaning her personal AR and hung her bomber jacket by the door. She smelled like wet leather, rum and Hoppes. I don't remember a word she said. ;D
FQ13
She said, 'OH CRAIG!!!" later that night
-
The "sniffing the breach" comment brings up a funny, but very sad story. The year I graduated, I rented a room in a house owned by a DC cop. He came in late one night. An officer had gone missing and it was all hands to look for him. Turns out our he had parked in an alley way, disassmbled his Glock, and used the barrel as a crack pipe. Apparently, he ODed and lost consciousness. DC's finest. ::) ;D. Now guarding a mall near you.
FQ13
At least he found SOMETHING a Glock was good for. ;D