He sat there, showing off the Swiss army knife with little-boy charm and excitement as he lovingly felt the edges of the various blades. According to him, it was a very, very useful gadget in all kinds of emergencies.
'So, have you ever actually used any of the features?' I asked, wondering about the daredevil acts a mining engineer may have accomplished with a little help from this trusted Swiss buddy.
I only ever seem to use the scissors on mine.
ReplyDeleteI thought the toothpick was the thing that got lost first?
Well, obviously he's going to guard the toothpick on his!
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Hee hee!
ReplyDeleteYou, me gal, are priceless.
ha ha...welcome back...waiting to hear your goppo
ReplyDeleteHee hee . My swiss knife is in cold storage -the edges are too sharp.Are we going to hear about your sojourn in Kolkata ?
ReplyDeleteSuki: Thank ye Thank ye.
ReplyDeleteSandeepa, Eve's Lungs: yes, will blog about Kolkata. Next week.
Looking forward to the above :-)
ReplyDeleteOh! And about the post -- MEN, and their boys toys!!!!!
Aunty G: Your wish is my command. Was writing the post on Kolkata when you left your comment!
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