In ww2 guns were cleaned using truck oil that came out of a 50 gallon drum in the back of a Redball Express truck. Just normal truck oil. Worked fine.
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Oh thanks for that tip, buffaloguy!
*texokie takes a small bottle from under the Qopius Qanteen Qitchen Qabinet, and asks blu if she can have a pint of the truck oil. Blu is gracious to turn down the tunes a little bit so she can hear texokie. She nods and takes texokie’s bottle and fills it. Then she comes back to texokie with the bottle, cranks up the tunes and points to the ice chest, and the party really gets rolling!*
Thank you so much, blu!
*blu nods. texokie takes both bottles, the cold one and the oily one, back to the Qanteen. The oil is placed carefully under the Qopious Qanteen Qitchen Qabinet. texokie washes her hands and goes to the fridge, and takes out the sheet cake with the ice cream icing. She puts it on a two shelf tray with wheels, loads up the bottom shelf with packages of chips, crackers and dip. She goes down the hall to the LexiQon and Oracle offices, bangs on the door and rousts them out.*
BUFFALOGUY!!! BAGGIE!!! SWORDY!!!! Hey GUYS!!! PARTY TIME IN THE GARAGE!!!!
*Somehow it doesn’t seem hard to pry them loose. Others doing research and even the two who are currently playing Chop Sticks on the Steinweigh perk up. So all Qanteen stragglers empty out the rest of the snack foods, sammich makings, and left over goodies and head for the Garage*
I’m just outside smoking brisket. Long process.