I know this will seem goofy, but the smell of polecat takes me back to my youth in Florida. My dad's last duty station was Hurlbert field/Eglin AFB field 9 and we lived way back in the woods. About once a week, our old hound would come home reeking. Skunks are rare around here but once in a great while, I'll get a "whif of Jiff". I'd rank it up there with Hoppes and Kroil.
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