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Well... I been MIA for a while, but came back to share a little story.
Me wifey was having trouble chopping through some pig leg bone with her meat cleaver.
That thing is such a piece of junk. The steel on it keep rolling so I have to keep reprofiling the edge on it.
So I asked her... "want me to get my khukuri?"
Wifey..."No, that's ok."
She's still having trouble.
Me..."You sure you don't want me to get my khukuri?"
Wifey..."It won't help."
So I go get my khukuri anyway. She sees me with my HI - M43.
Wifey..."Ok sir, since you insist."
Mom..."What are you doing with that lethal weapon?"
Wifey..."He wants to try out his big knife, b/c he doesn't get to use it on anything."
Mom..."Well be careful. You can easily chop off a finger with that."
CHOP... Khukuri cuts clean through the meat & bone in one chop.
Me..."OH SNAP! Check that out. Now that's a knife!"
Wifey then proceeds to instruct me where to make all the other cuts & I chop it all up, easily with my M-43.
Wifey..."Thank you hubby, clean up & put your big bad blade away."
So as I clean my khukuri... & despite my enormous, exceedingly high level of caution... my hand discovers the blade is still razor sharp.
Puts on band aid.
Me wifey was having trouble chopping through some pig leg bone with her meat cleaver.
That thing is such a piece of junk. The steel on it keep rolling so I have to keep reprofiling the edge on it.
So I asked her... "want me to get my khukuri?"
Wifey..."No, that's ok."
She's still having trouble.
Me..."You sure you don't want me to get my khukuri?"
Wifey..."It won't help."
So I go get my khukuri anyway. She sees me with my HI - M43.
Wifey..."Ok sir, since you insist."
Mom..."What are you doing with that lethal weapon?"
Wifey..."He wants to try out his big knife, b/c he doesn't get to use it on anything."
Mom..."Well be careful. You can easily chop off a finger with that."
CHOP... Khukuri cuts clean through the meat & bone in one chop.
Me..."OH SNAP! Check that out. Now that's a knife!"
Wifey then proceeds to instruct me where to make all the other cuts & I chop it all up, easily with my M-43.

Wifey..."Thank you hubby, clean up & put your big bad blade away."
So as I clean my khukuri... & despite my enormous, exceedingly high level of caution... my hand discovers the blade is still razor sharp.

Puts on band aid.