It has come to my attention that the ranks of the faithful have been growing. More forumites have been getting peanuts and it has cause for me to worry a little bit. Peanuts are not to be taken lightly.
First off, they are little knives with an attitude. You know what they say; it's always the little guy who starts the trouble. And a peanut is a little knife, no matter how you cut it.
In fact, most people will under estimate a peanut based just on the observation of it's pixie size. Just like a rattle snake looks dangerous, a copper head looks dangerous. But how about that little red and yellow and black cute little coral snake?
Yeah.
On first getting your new peanut, handle with great care, and respect. Peanuts like to be respected. If they sense the least bit of casual handling, the half stops can snare you in a good nip. Most new peanut owners have had the experience of having some blood shed, until they establish a working relationship with their knife. No matter how long you have your peanut, careful and deliberate handling is called for.
Once a working relationship is established between owner and knife, the little knife will surprise you many times over. It will time and time again, surprise you with it's cutting ability. It can warp space/time by fitting into that tiny handle, a main blade that packs almost as much cutting edge as a barlow or medium jack. Rope, cardboard boxes, rubber weather stripping, mulch and top soil bags, all fall to that thin razor edge. To date, no UPS or FEDEX box has defeated a peanut. Fishing on a mild day on a shady lake shore, a peanut cuts bait, and opens fish bellies like magic.
On more formal occasions, a peanut in dress clothes fit in the vest pocket of a suit or tux. It's quite adept at spearing an olive for a martini or a slice of that smoked Gouda when there's no serving utensil about. Polite company will usually remark on how cute the knife is. This is typical from the women folk who don't know how dangerous a peanut can be. They are totally disarmed by the appearance. The peanut is good at blending in polite society better than many other knives. This can be a good thing.
As the membership of the faithful swell, further bulletins will be issued. That is all.
Carl, Grand High Muckba, defender of the faithful.
First off, they are little knives with an attitude. You know what they say; it's always the little guy who starts the trouble. And a peanut is a little knife, no matter how you cut it.
In fact, most people will under estimate a peanut based just on the observation of it's pixie size. Just like a rattle snake looks dangerous, a copper head looks dangerous. But how about that little red and yellow and black cute little coral snake? Yeah. On first getting your new peanut, handle with great care, and respect. Peanuts like to be respected. If they sense the least bit of casual handling, the half stops can snare you in a good nip. Most new peanut owners have had the experience of having some blood shed, until they establish a working relationship with their knife. No matter how long you have your peanut, careful and deliberate handling is called for.
Once a working relationship is established between owner and knife, the little knife will surprise you many times over. It will time and time again, surprise you with it's cutting ability. It can warp space/time by fitting into that tiny handle, a main blade that packs almost as much cutting edge as a barlow or medium jack. Rope, cardboard boxes, rubber weather stripping, mulch and top soil bags, all fall to that thin razor edge. To date, no UPS or FEDEX box has defeated a peanut. Fishing on a mild day on a shady lake shore, a peanut cuts bait, and opens fish bellies like magic.
On more formal occasions, a peanut in dress clothes fit in the vest pocket of a suit or tux. It's quite adept at spearing an olive for a martini or a slice of that smoked Gouda when there's no serving utensil about. Polite company will usually remark on how cute the knife is. This is typical from the women folk who don't know how dangerous a peanut can be. They are totally disarmed by the appearance. The peanut is good at blending in polite society better than many other knives. This can be a good thing.
As the membership of the faithful swell, further bulletins will be issued. That is all.
Carl, Grand High Muckba, defender of the faithful.
