The military calls 'em weapons, and that's totally correct for them to do so. I call 'em guns.
And that STILL gets my Chicago in-laws in a big knicker-twist. They hate 'em.
I finally told my mother-in-law that in respect for her wishes, if we were ever attacked while she was along, I promise to not defend her. Didn't go over well, but hey, you can't have it both ways!
On the string cleaner trick...
I folded the end over and crimped it hard to make a tiny loop, then shaved the short end thin and whip-fnished it in place with my fly-tying thread wrapper. A drop of Superglue on top, and it has never pulled loose.
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