So my five year old picked me out an exceptional case trapper for Father’s Day, and to see that beaming smile I’ve been carrying it..... but it’s a trapper,..... I don’t like trappers. So yesterday we went on a pilgrimage, just me and him without his 2yr old brother, to my favorite knife store about an hour away in Spurger, Tx and I “let” him (yes I slyly guided him to pick a sowbelly stockman, though he picked the exact one) pick me a new knife. Now I can carry thiss’un everyday and still see that beam. I’ll carry my “fancy” knife(as he calls it) on occasion as it is a really nice knife, but it’s a dang trapper.
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