
Originally Posted by
DWFII
That cord is twisted onto a boar's bristle (plucked from the ruff of a wild European boar) ...
That surely is the start of what could be a very amusing story to be told at cocktails. "And let me tell you how I almost lost an arm wrestling that wild boar to the ground..."
Regards,
Rex.
At any moment you must be prepared to give up who you are today for who you could become tomorrow.
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