You guys really hit the nail on the head about the rancher, fisherman, cowboy fantasies. I'd bet money that these are things a lot of suburban men dream about. There's something very romantic about the idea of working a ranch with your trusty full size stockman in your pocket. At the end of the day though, they are just that, fantasies. On an average day the hardest task my knife is called upon for is cutting open the package of coffe in my office's breakroom. Truth be told, I'd feel a little silly pulling out a full size stockman or trapper for this. As for the peanuts companion, I'm going with the Leatherman Micra.