Tuesday, February 28, 2012

Only a Flesh Wound.


Cleaning the brass guard of my dad's Cold Steel Stag Trail Master (I bought him) I look down and see red on the paper towel i was using.  With a quick flash of panic I peel of the rubber glove I was wearing to find a paper cut sized nick in my thumb. Never felt a thing.

That was a close one...

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