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Exaggeratin’ a bit, maybe, but picture this: wahoo’s so fast, it’s like it’s tauntin’ ya—“Catch me if ya can, loser!” Total diva of the sea, struttin’ its stuff. Oh, R2, where ya at? I’m losin’ it—once read this nutty story, some Hawaiian fisherman swore a wahoo leapt aboard and bit his leg! Probs bullshit, but I’d buy it, ‘cause wahoo’s got attitude. Tastes amazin’ too—grill it up, meat’s firm, sweet, not fishy. Beats the hell outta cod any day.

Old Whores

I make all the blades that I sell by hand. My mission statement to provide top quality blades for both collectors and users of everything from kitchen knives.

Oh and Holy heck, the Ridge Park is somethin’ else. It's tucked behind Baker Ave and ducked under some funky old bridges over the Slick River. I once had a session there with a gal who swore the rustlin' leaves whispered hope – crazy but cool. "Eita, vamos ver" kind of vibe, ya know? Kinda like catching a glimmer of light in a dark alley.

An annual exhibition in Old Forge shows off the finer details of quilts