Greetings from an old friend.

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I miss them. The smell of the scabbard when you first pull your blade from it. The excitement involved in waiting for the one thing that is always on your mind. I miss my friends, my khukuris.

That's one of the hardest things about being in the Air Force. I can't have my knives!!! That's where I've been for those few of you who were wondering. Right now I'm in tech training at Sheppard. i hope to stop by by more often but I've got to go!

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I really know what you mean with the smell.
That smell when you pull a slithly oiled steelblade out of a good leatherscabbard.
I havn't yet been able to order my first kukri, due to problems with paypal and swedish banks, but I can already feel that smell when I will pull that blade out...
 
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Hey there VHD!!!
I have been wondering what happened to you!!!
Glad you dropped in, visit whenever you get a chance. You know that being in the Cantina helps to keep from being lonesome for your khuk's and you're always in good company here!
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