Question about the Mystery Grab Bags

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Whiteshield

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Will they come in separate boxes for numerous orders or one single large box? Asking because me and an acquaintance bought 4 boxes in a single order and it would be harder to divide the blades if it comes in a single large box.
 
Thats the mystery of it, nobody knows!!!

Not sure myself but definitely let us know if you get all in one box! Yowza thats gonna be one big box of awesomeness if so
 
I'd say the easiest way will be to use the factory pricing for any blades you receive and divi them up and somebody pay the other the cash value difference if it doesn't balance out if they don't come individually but I am guessing you will get four boxes...but who knows.
 
My guess is that it will be seperator since it was mentioned that all of the boxes will be packed and closed before the shipping department gets them so that even the the people in the shop don't know who gets what
 
I'd expect four different boxes with four different shipping charges.
 
Personally id assume you'd get the individual boxes packed in a larger box. With only on shipping charge.
 
This came to me in a vision last nite:

I saw Jerry walking through tables of Busse & Kin all individually wrapped in shrink wrap + Busse Butcher paper with the model and features written in Sharpie on the butcher paper...

on one table there were at least 100 BIG NMFSH's -- some had "blk/tan g10" written on the wrapping paper, a few others, "red/blk g10", still others "tan Mic"-- I saw what I though to be all the handle materials offered by Busse Combat represented in the Sharpie shorthand scrawlings.

at another table were BG SFNO's-- once again wrapped up like saranwrapped mummies of goodness with their features detailed in shaprie on the paper...

But one table had a golden aura emanating around it...I navigated my way through what seemed to be an endless labyrinth of picnic tables lardered down with every variety of sr77, Elmax, sr101, D2, and INFI that ever came out of Wauseon!!!

Finally after knocking over a table piled over with parkerized Regulators that hit the warehouse floor with a thud that sounded like 2 tons of Idaho baking potatoes being dumped off the back of dump truck, but now I was finally before the "golden table"..................:thumbup::thumbup::thumbup::thumbup:

It was filled with Competition Finish TGLB's that had been returned to Wauseon and they had not been wrapped in the paper or plastic yet...they all had yellow post it notes stuck to them with little phrases like, "Customer remorse, wanted satin"..."Returned: too many tool marks" and more with similar remarks reflecting the opinions of uneducated buyers.

I stretched my hand foreward to grab a Black/Tan that seemed to be glowing more than all it's neighbors...:D

BUT>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

as my cloven piglet hoof ( my hand had transformed! ) had nearly reached it prize...I heard a thick twangy voice behind and to my left behind me drawl, "Didya root till ya found a fat tit, squealer?".....I turned and I could make out it was Daryl Dixon himself!!!!

But-------but something was way off...the vest was right, the handkerchief in the back pocket was there, even the hair was correct...but upon closer examination "Daryl" had the pendulous busom of Methuselah's grandma and the face of my MOTHER IN LAW!!! <cue the Psycho music>:eek::eek::eek::eek:

Daryl-in-law then spit on the warehouse floor, and said, "Didn't I warn you against dippin into my babies' college fund? Now you're just another piglet eat up with the Swine flu...good for nothin but sausage!" Daryl-in-law leveled it's crossbow at my forehead...I yelled for Jerry, but he was picking up knives at various tables and placing them in cardboard boxes and it was as if he was ignoring my cries for help...I yelled for Garth, he was laying on the floor-- maybe an earlier victim of Daryl-in-law...maybe passed out, I wasn't sure :confused:...I yelled for Pokey and her MBC-- no response...I even yelled for Lexi but it looked like she had been hogtied with one of those old coiled phone cords and then...................

I woke up!!!! :eek::eek::eek: whew!

It seemed so real...it was probably the cough syrup :confused::o
 
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Some one is going to get a really posses off Cougar in theirs...... if their is any justice in the world......

Or they let Skunk wander on through.
 
In nightmare in elm street you can pull items out of your dream. Try it next time :) maybe youll wake up with thousands a dollars in knives!

By the way where my INFI freddy glove??
 
Wow Petey, seriously consider cutting back on the Meds-or maybe send me some!!
PeteyTwoPointOne said:
This came to me in a vision last nite:

I saw Jerry walking through tables of Busse & Kin all individually wrapped in shrink wrap + Busse Butcher paper with the model and features written in Sharpie on the butcher paper...

on one table there were at least 100 BIG NMFSH's -- some had "blk/tan g10" written on the wrapping paper, a few others, "red/blk g10", still others "tan Mic"-- I saw what I though to be all the handle materials offered by Busse Combat represented in the Sharpie shorthand scrawlings.

at another table were BG SFNO's-- once again wrapped up like saranwrapped mummies of goodness with their features detailed in shaprie on the paper...

But one table had a golden aura emanating around it...I navigated my way through what seemed to be an endless labyrinth of picnic tables lardered down with every variety of sr77, Elmax, sr101, D2, and INFI that ever came out of Wauseon!!!

Finally after knocking over a table piled over with parkerized Regulators that hit the warehouse floor with a thud that sounded like 2 tons of Idaho baking potatoes being dumped off the back of dump truck, but now I was finally before the "golden table"..................:thumbup::thumbup::thumbup::thumbup:

It was filled with Competition Finish TGLB's that had been returned to Wauseon and they had not been wrapped in the paper or plastic yet...they all had yellow post it notes stuck to them with little phrases like, "Customer remorse, wanted satin"..."Returned: too many tool marks" and more with similar remarks reflecting the opinions of uneducated buyers.

I stretched my hand foreward to grab a Black/Tan that seemed to be glowing more than all it's neighbors...:D

BUT>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

as my cloven piglet hoof ( my hand had transformed! ) had nearly reached it prize...I heard a thick twangy voice behind and to my left behind me drawl, "Didya root till ya found a fat tit, squealer?".....I turned and I could make out it was Daryl Dixon himself!!!!

But-------but something was way off...the vest was right, the handkerchief in the back pocket was there, even the hair was correct...but upon closer examination "Daryl" had the pendulous busom of Methuselah's grandma and the face of my MOTHER IN LAW!!! <cue the Psycho music>:eek::eek::eek::eek:

Daryl-in-law then spit on the warehouse floor, and said, "Didn't I warn you against dippin into my babies' college fund? Now you're just another piglet eat up with the Swine flu...good for nothin but sausage!" Daryl-in-law leveled it's crossbow at my forehead...I yelled for Jerry, but he was picking up knives at various tables and placing them in cardboard boxes and it was as if he was ignoring my cries for help...I yelled for Garth, he was laying on the floor-- maybe an earlier victim of Daryl-in-law...maybe passed out, I wasn't sure :confused:...I yelled for Pokey and her MBC-- no response...I even yelled for Lexi but it looked like she had been hogtied with one of those old coiled phone cords and then...................

I woke up!!!! :eek::eek::eek: whew!

It seemed so real...it was probably the cough syrup :confused::o
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