I’m cleaning out the blue metal shelves in my room. The 9 x 8 blue metal monstrosity that’s quite possibly storing 80 lbs of useless crap. I reach into the slot marked “Duct Tape” and pull out not the silver tape capable of doing anything except sealing ducts, but a Leatherman H503. It’s a 50 dollar knife. I’m not sure where I got it from, but more importantly, why have I been using a $4.00 Wilcor knife when I’ve had this specimen of craftsmanship with 8 feet of my head for about 4 years.
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Lost and Found of the Gods
I’m cleaning out the blue metal shelves in my room. The 9 x 8 blue metal monstrosity that’s quite possibly storing 80 lbs of useless crap. I reach into the slot marked “Duct Tape” and pull out not the silver tape capable of doing anything except sealing ducts, but a Leatherman H503. It’s a 50 dollar knife. I’m not sure where I got it from, but more importantly, why have I been using a $4.00 Wilcor knife when I’ve had this specimen of craftsmanship with 8 feet of my head for about 4 years.