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Saturday Morning Sillies

Reminds me of my youth when my Mom signed me up for membership in an El Salvadorian knife club for kids. It was so realistic. The club presidents signature on the membership card looked like it was signed in blood.

It was so cool. Got a membership card, a tatoo that looked like someone laying on the ground that applied with water, and a rubber finger that looked like it had been cut off with a story about how to leverage people. We didn’t understand that but knew it was all for fun.

My club name was “Bleed out”

Great memories….. thanks!
 
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