I saw the notice. But what can you do?
Can't respond publicly, what if it's not you?
Can't prepare. What would you do?
Just keep your head down citizen and go about your business. The weekend passes, all clear. But then....
I heard the clank of the mail box lid. I went to retrieve the junk mail, just happy it's no longer full of political junk, but there was something else. Smelling faintly of pine and fleamarkets...a cleverly disguised bomb. A veritable cluster munition (of thoughtful gifts)
Good sir, there were children present!
They of course laid claim to the top prizes which are not pictured: a top notch box knot lanyard, Scott's signature Christmas tree ornament, and the 2 foot section of leather cord binding the box closed.
The fatwood is super cool. Researched that a bit and now, my oldest, who fancies himself an adventurer with his new leather whip, is ready to start a fire with it. I gave him a piece for his nature collection.
Ill put that cord to use, and these valley forge scissors cut like a lazer. Ready to go on my desk. The tool blade on the Colonial had factory grease on it i think and the main snaps like a gator. Im going to have new pants made of maple put on it.
I was shocked. Truly. And grateful all day. Thanks so much my dude.
As a peaceful entity in a non assuming neighborhood, much unaccustomed to friendly warfare, we have always held a JFK styled stance of armed neutrality. Walk softly and carry a big stick. A big stick being a large stockpile, built up unchecked without proper congressional (my wife) oversight, of cutlery and related items.
The timing must be perfect
