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I don't know if I want to even touch the subject of scent memories, because, damn. I'm just grateful "Dad's Belt" isn't a scent I associated with dad's belt.
Gunpowder and sawdust, as scents, might be more entertaining as bath salts. Why do you smell like the first World War? Because I'm a man, duh.
Interestingly enough I do have a scent that I've associated with man failures and it has to do with barbecue. It's the smell of lighter fluid. I don't know why, in Texas of all places, no one knows how to do barbecue properly. Here's a tip: if your food tastes like accelerant, you're doing it wrong. If there was an explosion at a lighter fluid... cannery? Factory? Whatever. If one of those buildings exploded and an eternal fire burned from it for all time, people would just assume someone nearby was just "making" barbecue.
I'm happy burying dad's belt down with all the other things I no longer wish to remember.
Anyways, what's wrong with wanting candles that smell good? Does "apple cider" or "juicy watermelon" not sound pleasant? Challenge your misguided masculinity. Join us in the world of finer things.
I like the woody, earthy scents. Sandalwood, cedar, sage, etc. years ago there was a Yankee candle that just smelled like...autumn. Like dewy mornings and burning leaves.
“I was quick when I came in here, I’m twice as quick now”
-Indiana Solo, runner of blades
I like the scent of "ahhh, doesn't smell like a public men's urinal or weeks of dirty laundry or rotten food" the most. Like when you drink water, and don't taste anything because it's just water? That's how I like my local scentscape. As it happens, I don't like my water tasting like a public men's urinal either.
This is one comic where I feel like I want to hug Tycho and cheer him up.
He doesn't strike me as a physical contact guy, let alone a guy that hugs. He might be okay hugging someone to comfort someone else but I'm not sure he'd stand to be hugged for his own comfort. Which is a shame, because that makes me want to hug him more.
I'd buy one that smelled like cigar smoke, or old leather.
I was at Meijers last night and bought two candles, a leather and a mahogany scented candle based partially on Jerry having mentioned them in a news post. They did have one labeled "humidor" if you want something close to cigar smoke. It didn't quite have that hint of vanilla though.
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I'd buy one that smelled like cigar smoke, or old leather.
My parents weren't into physical punishment, but they had very little compunction about gaslighting me when I did something wrong.
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I looked at the Old Factory site and immediately abandoned it when I saw the "Man Cave" scent. Can we please go back to having a proper study with old books, scotch, and a chess set?
It's amazing how much stuff they finally sell for men! Soap, candles, what's next, clothing? Maybe I can finally stop running around buck naked or wearing only a simple loincloth I fastened from the skin of the last beast I slayed.
It's amazing how much stuff they finally sell for men! Soap, candles, what's next, clothing? Maybe I can finally stop running around buck naked or wearing only a simple loincloth I fastened from the skin of the last beast I slayed.
Wait a minute, they make pants for men now?
Finally. All of those public indecency charges were getting tiresome.
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Gunpowder and sawdust, as scents, might be more entertaining as bath salts. Why do you smell like the first World War? Because I'm a man, duh.
Interestingly enough I do have a scent that I've associated with man failures and it has to do with barbecue. It's the smell of lighter fluid. I don't know why, in Texas of all places, no one knows how to do barbecue properly. Here's a tip: if your food tastes like accelerant, you're doing it wrong. If there was an explosion at a lighter fluid... cannery? Factory? Whatever. If one of those buildings exploded and an eternal fire burned from it for all time, people would just assume someone nearby was just "making" barbecue.
Anyways, what's wrong with wanting candles that smell good? Does "apple cider" or "juicy watermelon" not sound pleasant? Challenge your misguided masculinity. Join us in the world of finer things.
-Indiana Solo, runner of blades
He doesn't strike me as a physical contact guy, let alone a guy that hugs. He might be okay hugging someone to comfort someone else but I'm not sure he'd stand to be hugged for his own comfort. Which is a shame, because that makes me want to hug him more.
This is prime candle season for me: Apples and Cinnamon stockpile for the rest of the year.
I should probably not dig too deeply on that.
I consider myself fortunate however that there's no "Grandma's wooden spoon" variation.
I was at Meijers last night and bought two candles, a leather and a mahogany scented candle based partially on Jerry having mentioned them in a news post. They did have one labeled "humidor" if you want something close to cigar smoke. It didn't quite have that hint of vanilla though.
My parents weren't into physical punishment, but they had very little compunction about gaslighting me when I did something wrong.
"Readers who prefer tension and romance, Maledictions: The Offering, delivers... As serious YA fiction, I’ll give it five stars out of five. As a novel? Four and a half." - Liz Ellor
My new novel: Maledictions: The Offering. Now in Paperback!
'Real' people do what they want. What else needs to be said?
Check the newspost.
Dad's soap also not a big seller.
Hiding in plain sight..."What!?!? Huh? I hadn't noticed that candle smelled like weed. I'm gonna go buy five bags of candy now..."
Wait a minute, they make pants for men now?
Finally. All of those public indecency charges were getting tiresome.
That is a beautiful sentence.