Black Knives matter!
I threw in my brown fishing knife as a brown thing but I have tons of black knives. I only have the one K-bar and it is as black as Hillary's heart. It couldn't be blacker. It's a dark knife indeed. Still, not as dark as the stupid bat that flew in last night and bit me. That was Hillary on routine patrol.
The knife was a gift and I took care not to show the engraved side.
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