OK. So my wife is the type who rolls her eyes, and calls me a knife nerd, when she sees me looking at knives, or blogging away, or reading one of Jackknife's stories (please don't stop writing them Jackknife, they bring cheer to my other wise military day). Anyways last week, I saw a Victorinox Classic for sale at the PX and picked it up for my wife. I told her about it and put it on her keychain. She thanked me in her polite way, but I didn't hear anything until today. Victory, bwa ha ha. She used it. She had bought this purse that she was crazy about, and wanted to wear it and use it that day. But, lo, there was a tag on it secured by a plastic thingey, and her hopes were crushed. Then....... she remembered the Victorinox classic I had sneaked onto her Keychain. She was flooded with joy!! She opened the tiny scissors on the SAK and snapped the plastic thingy. The purse was wearable and the first step into Knife-mania was achieved. Sure, she'll probably never end up like me, but we have yet another antedote concerning a soul meeting man's most basic tool.
OK, I get carried away. Any of ya'll attempted to win over your spouse to the dark side??
OK, I get carried away. Any of ya'll attempted to win over your spouse to the dark side??