I was sitting in the car today thinking about what I was going to do with my Fallkniven and suddenly I remembered ....way.....back ..... when....
When I.... never .... THOUGHT about my knife. I had one in my pocket and a Buck 110 ...somewhere... in the gun cabinet, but that was IT!
I could find my knife when I needed it because I never lost track of where my pocket was. However, that was the extent of it. If I got the knife out to do something with it, it was either dull or dirty or both.
And NOW....fully infected with this stoopit KNIFE BUG.... I catch myself thinking of a stoopit knife even when I'm not about to use it.
YOU DO TOO! You....KNOW... you do.

When I.... never .... THOUGHT about my knife. I had one in my pocket and a Buck 110 ...somewhere... in the gun cabinet, but that was IT!
I could find my knife when I needed it because I never lost track of where my pocket was. However, that was the extent of it. If I got the knife out to do something with it, it was either dull or dirty or both.
And NOW....fully infected with this stoopit KNIFE BUG.... I catch myself thinking of a stoopit knife even when I'm not about to use it.
YOU DO TOO! You....KNOW... you do.