Uncle Bill told me one time that the khukuris would demand their tribute. I guess it is as true as anything else he has said. The only khuk that I had that hadn't nicked me was that little KK. It finally got me last night before my bed time. I was stropping it with the rouged strop and got just careless enough that it nicked my left thumb and I had blood on my clothes and the floor before I realized what had happened. Not a serious cut but close to the knuckle so it will be sore for a couple of days. I reckon the KK has been baptized, or is it I who was. At least I have no doubts about whether the thing is sharp or not. 
