i usually get to work first, which is at least an hour earlier then everyone else (because i live in ballard and take the bus). so i go to fix myself some breaky cause i dont have time to eat before i leave. and i come to find that there is absolutely no clean silverware in the drawer. so i had no choice but to pull out excalibur. made my pb and j sandwich taste like the blood of fallen warriors to the sword. how the hell did this knife end up in HQ?
Arthur lives!
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