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forgive me if im not as good a story teller as jackknife. 
my dad had been telling me about a time where when he was younger. he carried a small KA-BAR slip joint. (unsure of pattern, it may be a tuxedo?) anyway, he said that one day he went to the park to play. when he gets home and is emptying his pockets he cannot find the knife!
. fast forward 2 years. he goes back to the park. when he's walking around a silvery glare catches his eye. he reaches down to see what it is. and lo and behold its the KA-BAR! talk about luck right? 2 years in that park and no one picked it up!
to this day he still has the knife, i took a few quick pictures.
the wayward KA-BAR
:thumbup:
as you can see its definitely a tiny little guy
my dad had been telling me about a time where when he was younger. he carried a small KA-BAR slip joint. (unsure of pattern, it may be a tuxedo?) anyway, he said that one day he went to the park to play. when he gets home and is emptying his pockets he cannot find the knife!
. fast forward 2 years. he goes back to the park. when he's walking around a silvery glare catches his eye. he reaches down to see what it is. and lo and behold its the KA-BAR! talk about luck right? 2 years in that park and no one picked it up! to this day he still has the knife, i took a few quick pictures.
the wayward KA-BAR
:thumbup:
as you can see its definitely a tiny little guy
