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Maybe the weeds in question were mutated monstrosities, and he barely walked away with his life. Or maybe he was killing the weeds by smashing cinderblocks on them with the knife. Those at least make some sense of his total bull story.
I don't know. He told me he broke it while weeding his yard. Not sure how, of course weeding to him means everything he didn't plant. So I'm not sure, now he has a gerber machete and my older Ontario short machete to work his yard with. As for bull story, I just quoted my father, that is all. Do I think its a good knife sure, do I think all things are break able, yes. It was old, been used probably for much more than just weeding and that's when it gave up the ghost. Sorry if I got your stockings in a bunch.