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I was born in 1728. I got the razor strop in 1996 when I was a mere 286 from a antiquer Dom buddie of mine. It works great and is nicely broken in. I bet when Miss Thrashbottom arrives over here, she will take one look at it and we will fall into a typical Top 'shop talk' session over our toys and be best of friends. As to Gerald Butler; he seems nice looking for a young man. But Pink Angel, won't you have to train him up? A bit on the young side wouldn't ya say?
So. Did Billy get it in the comics as well? How about the TV show?
Well about that bread knife. Since I've been elevated to the notice board and being a good Boy Scout; I will use what ever is at hand.
BTY. If you have a chance you might tell Miss Trashbottom that there is five inches of snow on the ground here and she might want to wait a couple of days.