Oh trust me, I’ve got zippos that are older than my grandchildren’s parents, and remember the nekkid lady view tanks

Back as a teenager I helped my older brother (RIP) with his fledgling painting company. As is done with many apprentice/helper types, I got the “put a rag wet with thinner in your back pocket to clean drips through the day” treatment. The resulting strawberry on my arse let me with a disinclination towards carrying any solvents in my pockets

Since I quit smoking cigarettes, and always carry a leatherman and another both on my belt already, so naphtha lighters aren’t my choice.
Plus I don’t like the flavor…