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I've been kinda looking for a piece of flint so I can play with another fire-making skill. A 45 minute drive from my house is a store that sells rustic furniture, antlers, furs, arrowheads, etc. I wonder if they sell flint, but I don't have a phone number, and I don't even remember the name of the place.
So last night I'm visiting with a friend. We're talking, and I bring up subject, and ask him if he think this particular place would sell flint. He says, "almost definitely." My friend's wife overhears this conversation and says, "You want flint? I'll be right back." She goes out to her garden, and returns with a chunk of flint almost as big as my fist. She hands it to me and says, "Here. I've got lots more. That piece is from England. I found it in the center of a crop circle."
Really.
So last night I'm visiting with a friend. We're talking, and I bring up subject, and ask him if he think this particular place would sell flint. He says, "almost definitely." My friend's wife overhears this conversation and says, "You want flint? I'll be right back." She goes out to her garden, and returns with a chunk of flint almost as big as my fist. She hands it to me and says, "Here. I've got lots more. That piece is from England. I found it in the center of a crop circle."
Really.