In my sink sits a knife Its edge dangerous as ever And I recall what I have cut: Every sort of vegetable Every sort of fruit And tomatoes Potatoes Chops Rumps Tofu once Bread and cheese A shirt tag I have spread spread But, I have yet To cut a tin can in half.
Dude . . . don't try that. You'll cut yourself with that can. Or that knife. And yes, I have muttered the words, "I'd like to order the Ginsu knife set." Christmas 1999 for my mom.
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Tofu.
Ha.
Go Green or Go Home.
Dude . . . don't try that. You'll cut yourself with that can. Or that knife. And yes, I have muttered the words, "I'd like to order the Ginsu knife set." Christmas 1999 for my mom.
Cut the can dude, makes a great catcher for your cigar ashes. Don't fear the can!
I loves me some Ginsu...
...and that is a great pic. Noice woik.
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