silenthunterstudios
Slipjoint Addict
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Saturday morning, I tossed my jeans, amongst other clothes, in the wash and got ready to leave for work. I didn't know it, but family needed some help. I realized that I didn't have my Damascus nut, or my Maratac copper AAA. My cockatoo would probably repeat some of my vocabulary in Whine and Cheese, I won't share it here. I rushed to the washing machine, already full of water and detergent. I fished my jeans out of the wash, and found the nut and the light in the coin pocket of my jeans. I was extremely angry, then realized that wouldn't help out anyone except the undertaker, if I had a stroke over it. I opened the blades up, blew the air out, put some oil on the knife, and took the battery out of the Maratac. I let them sit over the weekend, with the box fan blowing on them, and took a look at them when I got home. A spot of orange on the pen blade, nothing wrong on the springs etc. I will spray some Militec in there, and clean it thoroughly again.
Absent minded? Yes, but what has me bothered is, I'm only 37! I passed out on the couch Friday night, with my lab Mack, and woke up at 330. I watched a little TV and went to bed. I empty all of my pockets, and check all of my laundry before it goes in the wash. Missed my favorite knife and light combo.
I'm just waiting for the nut to get mad I gave her a bath!
Absent minded? Yes, but what has me bothered is, I'm only 37! I passed out on the couch Friday night, with my lab Mack, and woke up at 330. I watched a little TV and went to bed. I empty all of my pockets, and check all of my laundry before it goes in the wash. Missed my favorite knife and light combo.
I'm just waiting for the nut to get mad I gave her a bath!