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Fondling my FBM tonight reminded me of it's first day. My friend and I were having a hog roast several years ago and as luck would have it, my eagerly awaited FBMLE shows up on the day of the party. It went from newborn to our official hog knife on the same day. Of course most party goers didn't understand why a hunk of INFI like this was needed for such tender meat. Needless to say, those people were chased away and never invited back. Weirdos.

