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Butch enquires about purchasing knives.
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Before Butch could even ask a question.
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| Boy, I tell you. Not only does it come with 22 other knives of varying quality, but the suckers are stabbing sharp! That and they come with a lifetime guarantee! | |
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Butch left the shop dishearted, and empty handed. He knew how short lifetimes were.
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