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Weapon of the Week
#46
Curses! Foiled again!

—tg
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#47
Came across this listing on the library site while looking for something else. Clearly they need DM's editorial help.
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#48
(05-11-2021, 08:28 AM)King Bob Wrote: Came across this listing on the library site while looking for something else. Clearly they need DM's editorial help.

'the lengthy lopper'? srsly?

gotta poach that for something...
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#49
And you didn't comment on the cover typo?
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#50
Maybe they meant a large lawn?
In the Tudor Period, Fencing Masters were classified in the Vagrancy Laws along with Actors, Gypsys, Vagabonds, Sturdy Rogues, and the owners of performing bears.
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#51
(05-11-2021, 09:34 AM)King Bob Wrote: And you didn't comment on the cover typo?

Nah. Swards r kewl.
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#52
(04-20-2021, 11:33 AM)Drunk Monk Wrote: 'it was that guy with the knife in the kitchen!'

You'd think after all my years handling sharps that I wouldn't cut myself anymore. But no. 

I had to cut ties off a pallet shipment of tiles on Tuesday. With my mom's house being prepped for the great reconstruction, the knife I found was an old buck-style folder from some hunting group (I have no idea where I got this - had it for years). It's actually a nice knife. Well fitting, solid. The brassy caps are tinged green with oxidation, but I was thinking of cleaning it and making it my new EDC (I stopped carrying EDCs late last year because I was going through too many metal detectors). It could use a sharpening, but it's got good action. Too good. I was closing it with both hands and it snapped shut, cutting my left hand flipping off finger close to the nail bed. It'a about a 1 cm cut, not deep but bled all over. 

Bother.
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#53
You’d think that, but you would be wrong — just like I am wrong about that a couple times/month.

I didn’t choose the Stabby Life, the Stabby Life chose — Oh, shit! I *did* choose the Stabby Life!

Well, fuck.
In the Tudor Period, Fencing Masters were classified in the Vagrancy Laws along with Actors, Gypsys, Vagabonds, Sturdy Rogues, and the owners of performing bears.
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