I remember my first pocket knife. My father gave it to me and I immediately checked the sharpness by running my thumb across it. The wrong way. 6 stitches later I learned not to do that. Lol
RIP 😂 I’ve done that before, but not to the tune of a hospital trip.
My dad gave me my first pocketknife too. He was so proud of that, since his dad gave him his first knife too. It’s a fatherhood thing in our family. A rite of passage. And I don’t mind it.
I remember my first pocket knife. My father gave it to me and I immediately checked the sharpness by running my thumb across it. The wrong way. 6 stitches later I learned not to do that. Lol
RIP 😂 I’ve done that before, but not to the tune of a hospital trip.
My dad gave me my first pocketknife too. He was so proud of that, since his dad gave him his first knife too. It’s a fatherhood thing in our family. A rite of passage. And I don’t mind it.