One POS import complete with the bulbous compass in the handle. it's too crappy to use for anything, but I can't get rid of it- was a birthday present from my Grandfather when I was 14 or so, another one of those things I'll pack around for the rest of my life, but never use. To give due credit though, it was given wiht the best of intentions, and he's given me several other knives before and since that I cherish, And he is the main person responsible for helping me become the shameless blade addict that I am today.
[This message has been edited by Runs With Scissors (edited 05-26-2001).]