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Just something that I got a kick out of and thought this would be the perfect place to share it.
I'm sitting at the kitchen table with my Grandfather and just shootin' the... (ahem) breeze. I pick up an apple and I take out my case peanut. My Grandfather asks, "Who's knife is that? You're girlfriend's?" A little puzzled, I reply, "What do you mean? It's my knife." He says, with a grin, "Oh, the little thing looks like a woman's knife."
I'm sitting at the kitchen table with my Grandfather and just shootin' the... (ahem) breeze. I pick up an apple and I take out my case peanut. My Grandfather asks, "Who's knife is that? You're girlfriend's?" A little puzzled, I reply, "What do you mean? It's my knife." He says, with a grin, "Oh, the little thing looks like a woman's knife."