I'll always remember...
After a hasty move-out from an ex I was living with for a short while, I'd left my cheap and crap kitchen knives behind, along with pretty much all my kitchen stuff.

I didn't really realise this until I was trying to cut a bunch of raw chicken off the bone.
This was a bit of a problem... No kitchen knives... My pocket knife was filthy... My other stab-tastic knives were deeply packed away.

Hmmm...

I glanced across to my lab coat... I could use my dissection kit...

So yes, I washed the handle, I clicked on a clean scalpel blade and I cut that chicken up with the sharpest blade imaginable.
( Cawl, Mon 1 Sep 2008, 11:23, Reply)