Thanks to someone on here, my penknife is now on its way back to Victorinox for a good rub-down and tart-up.
I'm so happy that the knowledge of this service, and many other things besides, is shared on the 'verse. It gives a sense of hope and freedom without being ecumenical or oppressive.
I still feel nakey without my penknife though. I hope the bastard gets home sharpish.
Edit: Sharpish! I am a pun-parent in the making.


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