MOM FOR THE WIN!

Funny story last week, I was on my computer blasting music when I heard my dog flip the fuck out. So I walk up the stairs, knife in hand and flipped open (a seven inch blade illegal to have off my property) and see someone at the door, flip the shit open, and theres some kid there selling chocolate bars. So for about thirty seconds, he stared at the knife and I stared at the chocolate, then I closed the knife and put it away and awkwardly say hello. And then he asked if I wanted to buy anything like something perfectly normal had just happened.

You and me both my friend, my room is filled with weapons.

My room is less "filled with weapons" and more "filled with ordinary objects that can easily be turned into dangerous weapons/projectiles."

Haha this is true, anything can be a weapon in the right hands. But on the same token it is much easier to kill someone with a battle ax (which is hanging on my wall) than with a laptop.

Once I have a job and the Renaissance Faire rolls around down here, i kind of want to get myself a mace. Not a morning star, but more like the pic I have here.

When it comes to bladed weapons, I'm best with a chopping weapon like a machete, otherwise I prefer blunt weapons.

I prefer slashing type weapons, but sometimes a mace or an ax has such an appeal, probably something to do with the shock factor. Also, working at Renn Faire would be amazing, I would never go home.

lol, the two do not coincide with me, sadly. Although, I am an English Major, so my choices in life are English Teacher or Renaissance Faire. Honestly, I think I have my work cut out for me.

I intend to be a crime scene investigator, so it wouldn't really work for me either, though my career choice does manage to justify my obsession with weapons.