...oh, the electric knife...the damn thing is so fast...your lulu used to be a fishmonger (the neighbourhood cats followed me everywhere) and after years of filleting fish, my parting gift from the neighbouring butchers was a huge carving knife and steel...now when you get a gift like that, from people that are missing fingers and toes, well...i like the electric knife...one guy had to count the fingers on one hand twice to make 10...scary...
...one thing that comes to mind about the electric knife is how quickly 'the husband' turned that manly carving job over to 'the wife'...like it wasn't big and scary anymore (the knife) or it made him less of a man...BUT...when it came down to power tools, oh no, they were too scary, and too powerful and too complicated and too dangerous for 'the wife'...she had to do the grunt work, it was easier and safer...well, even before my switch to the lesbian side of the fence, i learned that power tools were 'mans' best kept secret...well HELLO...when my husband wouldn't let me use his power tools (he always offered me his special little tool) i bought my own! well someone has been telling porky pies (that's cockney for lies)...power tools are safe, power tools are easy and power tools are fun!...i've noticed that women seem to unplug drills and saws before removing bits and blades...my friend audrey who works at the ER complains about the lack of work for stitches and the like, but says not to worry, men still do routinely show up to have other appendages reattached...
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