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Seeing that this forum is about as dead as a doornail, I thought I might spin a yarn about one of my erstwhile scorned-upon khuks (it might even get Outdoors an' Lt. Dan out from between the cracks):
I own ten khuks. The tenth and last one I purchased (a panawal) was a blem. The slabs were loose. While I don't really use my khuks, I decided this one was to be abused, so's I can really come up for all my khuks if it doesn't break. If this one can take it, it's a testimonial to the others lying peacefully in my steel cabinet.
Wife: "What are you doing?"
Me: "Chopping down some branches from this dead loquat tree."
Wife: "What have you got there?"
Me: "The Panawal."
Wife: "What?"
Me: "One of my khukuris."
Wife: "I'll bring you the saw."
Me: "No thanks, I'm all right."
Wife: "Why are you mucking up your khukuri?"
Me: "It's the Panawal. It's shot already. I'm gonna use it like any tool. It must work for me."
Wife: "Use the saw instead."
Me: "Have you seen this baby chop? This isn't a tourist khuk! It's just got a bad handle."
Wife: "Your hands will get blistery an' all."
Me: "That's me AND the khuk that'll get put through the paces. I put this bit of tape around the loose slabs."
Wife: "You're gonna break it, swinging it like that."
Me: "No fear! Not with honest work. Mebbe if I throw it, or use it like it's not supposed to. But it's MADE for cutting an' chopping."
Wife: "That khukuri's getting all grungy. You're gonna have a hard time cleaning it afterwards."
Me: "Nope. Gonna throw it in the shed after use, together with all my other tools."
Wife: "When your friends come, how will you be able to show off your whole collection if this one is in the dust amongst your tools?"
Me: "That's the point! I'll take them to the shed first. Show them this workhorse, all scratched and mucky. Show 'em a khuk is made to do a real job of work. Then we go into the house an' I haul out the shiny ones. They'll not doubt that those are also able to work hard!"
Wife: "Why are you breathing so hard? I'll get you the saw."
Me: "Don't you have a coffee pot to attend to?"
Stay well!
I own ten khuks. The tenth and last one I purchased (a panawal) was a blem. The slabs were loose. While I don't really use my khuks, I decided this one was to be abused, so's I can really come up for all my khuks if it doesn't break. If this one can take it, it's a testimonial to the others lying peacefully in my steel cabinet.
Wife: "What are you doing?"
Me: "Chopping down some branches from this dead loquat tree."
Wife: "What have you got there?"
Me: "The Panawal."
Wife: "What?"
Me: "One of my khukuris."
Wife: "I'll bring you the saw."
Me: "No thanks, I'm all right."
Wife: "Why are you mucking up your khukuri?"
Me: "It's the Panawal. It's shot already. I'm gonna use it like any tool. It must work for me."
Wife: "Use the saw instead."
Me: "Have you seen this baby chop? This isn't a tourist khuk! It's just got a bad handle."
Wife: "Your hands will get blistery an' all."
Me: "That's me AND the khuk that'll get put through the paces. I put this bit of tape around the loose slabs."
Wife: "You're gonna break it, swinging it like that."
Me: "No fear! Not with honest work. Mebbe if I throw it, or use it like it's not supposed to. But it's MADE for cutting an' chopping."
Wife: "That khukuri's getting all grungy. You're gonna have a hard time cleaning it afterwards."
Me: "Nope. Gonna throw it in the shed after use, together with all my other tools."
Wife: "When your friends come, how will you be able to show off your whole collection if this one is in the dust amongst your tools?"
Me: "That's the point! I'll take them to the shed first. Show them this workhorse, all scratched and mucky. Show 'em a khuk is made to do a real job of work. Then we go into the house an' I haul out the shiny ones. They'll not doubt that those are also able to work hard!"
Wife: "Why are you breathing so hard? I'll get you the saw."
Me: "Don't you have a coffee pot to attend to?"
Stay well!
