Yeah. We'll see. I never meant to be a collector, but it's turned out that way. I can't bring myself to use a couple of my LEs and really I don't need as many blades as I have. Still, I can't bring myself to decide what to let go.
There is woods, metals, plastics, and various other discombobubles all around you. I know you can sense them. And we can sense that your chop-fu is only rivaled by your slice-dice-fu. You must decide to be the way of the Dragon Pawd Dog in order to see the grail and release you inner fur. Then you can shave your inner fur as well as your outer fur and live of the pack of hairless patch mongrel monks!
You must be of the dog, the rat, and the hog but let the dog be free brother. Let the dog be free!
