Look At My Wood.
Self-defense prof wanted us to make a “knife”. He said the preferred material is wood. No sharp edges, nothing longer than a foot, and nothing thicker than two fingers.
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Oh the irony of having to make a “knife” when you already had one right there. I’m sure there’s some existential way to look at the knife carving a knife, but I just can’t find it. What I want to know is the story of all the White Castle boxes in the window.
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And yes, I admit I came to this entry because I saw it was you, and saw the entry title.
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2 notes from the DM. LUCKY!
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Look at that love! Awww… he saw it was you and had to come see. *giggles* You know you’re sexy.
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Heh… I’m no better than the DM. I thought for sure it was an anatomical reference. 😉 WTF is up with all the white castle boxes? Rose
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impressive.
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Wow, very nice! Did you whittle it? lol
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I knew that it wasn’t an anatomical reference. You’re more subtle than that. 😉
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Why don’t you smile?
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^ because his pouty lips are so adorable. *Eats your mouth*
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Mmm… White Castle. Yeah, why do you have all of those boxes in the window? ~
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DM notes! Timmy, you are the man. Love the DITL of making a wooden stick (redundant, yes?)
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It looks a little like a dildo.
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*smirks* I’m laughing at the DM’s notes AND the White Castle boxes.
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I never took you for a whittler.
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