About five years ago while visiting my mom for xmasshe decided she was going to "barrow" one of my knives. She didn't do this because she liked it or was especially fond of knives in general but she did say she needed one. She really wanted it because she thought that I was carrying too many knives (( 2 gerber covertsa g10 harpy and a BM mini stryker, so I probably was) so she took the stryker. Jump ahead to the next xmas, I give my mom a burgandy spyderco dyad as a gift and mention I would like "that liffle black knife" back... missing, not there, could have been stolen...
Well 2 moves later and I never expected to see the knife again but tonight she calls out of the blue and says
"Did you lose a buck knife an all black one?"
"Um yeah Ma"
"oh well let me go get it, its right over hear"
"Is it maybe a benchmade"
"Oh yeah thats it, Benchamde"
So to bring a long story to a happy end,
WOOHOO, I got my stryker back!!!
;-)>
Well 2 moves later and I never expected to see the knife again but tonight she calls out of the blue and says
"Did you lose a buck knife an all black one?"
"Um yeah Ma"
"oh well let me go get it, its right over hear"
"Is it maybe a benchmade"
"Oh yeah thats it, Benchamde"
So to bring a long story to a happy end,
WOOHOO, I got my stryker back!!!
;-)>