waynorth
Knifemaker / Craftsman / Service Provider
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These are a strange breed of pocketknife, found in closed or bankrupt German cutlery companies. No longer fed their regular diet of petroleum distillates, they have expired, but in remarkably preserved condition. They are characterized by their defensive quills, inked pattern numbers, and crude camouflage exteriors.
They may have been quite intelligent, and possibly provided guidance to the knife makers, so their products were consistent, desirable and therefore suitable for sale.
They make great pets, but you can't actually pet them. They do however eat little, and never mess in the house.
Don't however try and sleep with them in your bed for security, unless you like vacuuming feathers (not theirs of course).
I love to ponder their little quirks, and of course the variations they represent.
One is a simple rope knife, to ease the burdens of a hard working sailor, and the another is designed for the gent of leisure, who probably doesn't have enough work to do but trim his cigars and open his wine.
The others, I am sure dear readers, will stimulate your imagination.
Well time to put them (ouch) away in their bulletproof, reinforced (ouch) display case.
I hope you have enjoyed this little trip into left field, and may your pets have sunk joints and smooth (ouch) edges.
Respectfully yours,
Professor Dilettante Extraordinaire
[Scanner glass, and the presenter, were harmed in the production of this nonsense!]
They may have been quite intelligent, and possibly provided guidance to the knife makers, so their products were consistent, desirable and therefore suitable for sale.
They make great pets, but you can't actually pet them. They do however eat little, and never mess in the house.
Don't however try and sleep with them in your bed for security, unless you like vacuuming feathers (not theirs of course).
I love to ponder their little quirks, and of course the variations they represent.
One is a simple rope knife, to ease the burdens of a hard working sailor, and the another is designed for the gent of leisure, who probably doesn't have enough work to do but trim his cigars and open his wine.
The others, I am sure dear readers, will stimulate your imagination.
Well time to put them (ouch) away in their bulletproof, reinforced (ouch) display case.
I hope you have enjoyed this little trip into left field, and may your pets have sunk joints and smooth (ouch) edges.
Respectfully yours,
Professor Dilettante Extraordinaire
[Scanner glass, and the presenter, were harmed in the production of this nonsense!]
