This story originates down at Cec’s Fishing Camp in Smithwick and was told by my oldest son, Matthew.
There was always some gem dandy’s around that place. Matt, as a teenager, always enjoyed getting away to go up and get an education of one kind or the other.
An old gal came out of her trailer one day and said the best smelling thing she could think of was WD 40. She used it for perfume and deodorant because she loved the smell so much.
If you stayed down on the lake for days at a time and you weren’t fond of bathing, I guess WD 40 wasn’t all that bad.