"Smell that? You smell that?
"Cordovan, son. Nothing in the world smells like that.
"I love the smell of cordovan in the morning.
"You know, one time we had a laid Remington sights on a buck herd, for 12 hours. When it was all over, I walked up. We didn't find one of 'em, not one stinkin' carcass. But the smell from our boots, you know that cordovan smell, permeated the whole hill. Smelled like... victory."
This is one of the most humorous posts in this thread's history. Well played, sir.