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My flight back to Phoenix is delayed an hour and I had to toss my very favorite pocket knife because I idiotically still had it on my person when I reached the security checkpoint.
I'm rather annoyed with myself, actually. There's no way to get that same knife again. It came from my uncle's pizzeria as part of their grand opening and that was seven years ago.
I'm rather annoyed with myself, actually. There's no way to get that same knife again. It came from my uncle's pizzeria as part of their grand opening and that was seven years ago.
