Sometimes I am not sure what people are thinking, but when I have some beers in me, I don't really question much. This man might be the dumbest guy ever or just a great promoter. So we leave the bar around 3:30 a.m and go to the gas station to grab some of the essentials. Five of us walk in there and go towards the drinks and I hear this guy take some stuff out and drop it on the counter. Made a few noises, whatever. Didn't think anything of it. Goin about our business or whatever, and we walk up to the counter to check out. and whats layin' there on the counter? A butt load of pocket knives, had to be 30 or 40 of them, real talk. we just looked at each other like, no doubbt. guys like, "so you guys want come knives, take as many as you want, they're free!" so we all grab like 5 or 6 of them obviously, who doesnt want free knives. your lyin' if you dont. so we take pretty much all of whats up there, and my one friend goes, got any more? and hes like yea, a whole box full, you want them? and again, who doesnt want free knives, especially a guy who likes to carve things into other random objects. gets about 30 more and we leave. Night ends several hours later or whatever. but i wake up and go to get my phone out of my pocket and pull out a handful of knives. so i laughed, went and saw my buddies later, and i was like "you remember when we got those free knives?" and my knife happy friend says "do i?!" and shows his belt and there are 20-30 knives all around his belt. all lined up. Why give drunk people knives for free? ha thank you sir.