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We sharpen axes, knives and the occasional wit and we don't do it lightly because the grindstone is **** It's a job It's a job for Tom. **** and Bob a likely looking trio if ever a ********* was. I go it solo believe in my mojo the grindstone is too slow for me.
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Aug 29, 2016
Aug 29, 2016 at 2:54 PM UTC
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We sharpen axes, knives and the occasional wit and we don't do it lightly because the grindstone is **** It's a job It's a job for Tom. **** and Bob a likely looking trio if ever a ********* was. I go it solo believe in my mojo the grindstone is too slow for me.
john-edward-smallshaw
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Aug 29, 2016
Aug 29, 2016 at 2:54 PM UTC
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