Look upon my mighty blade and feel it's power coursing through your big eyeball sockets and into your thinking putty. It's got a minty feeling to it doesn't it?
Yes my chinese war sword. Such is the blade that I am going to cut my wedding pie with. Yes I said pie. Why a pie? Cause cakes suck. Why this behemoth and not a normal knife? Because "chinese war sword" is the second most "me" thing there is out there; second only to "chinese war hammer eating computer." Now, to find it on sale.
