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I like this idea, thanks Wills. Your warning about permanent maker fading is an important one, I learned the hard way.

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Michael,

W I L L S  Every time someone calls me W I L L I S I think about the show different strokes....."Whatcha talkin about Willis"

They  are a bit sharp as the slices come off the horizontal bandsaw, you can see the burrs in the unrolled picture above but after the pictures were done I took each roll and ran each side against a stationary belt sander to knock off the burs and now are not sharp at all.  I did try Jakes way after he mentioned it and it does work.  Those edges are a bit sharp but still for the person who does not have a metal bandsaw and just needs a few tags that is a good way to do it.  For me I will never need tags again:)


:-)

As in "What will Wills' will leave for his sons Willfred, Willis and William?"

Joe
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Neil,

Don't start with me or I will tell everyone you pushed your wife off her bike.

Rafed,

Welcome back.  I don't think flashing comes in colors other than silver lol....though it could.

Joe,

In this case William....called Bill until the age of 4 or so.......one day my Dad asked what the pile of letters on the table were and my mom said "They are bills" so I took them all and opened them..mostly by tearing the envelopes in half and of course tearing the statements inside in half as well as the checks my mother had filled out already to pay the "bills".  When I got yelled at I said "you said they were mine!"  From that day on they started calling me Wills.   Now they could have just called me Will.....I think the added S was out of spite.  
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LMAO Wills!
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Originally Posted by WillsC
Neil,

Don't start with me or I will tell everyone you pushed your wife off her bike.

Rafed,

Welcome back.  I don't think flashing comes in colors other than silver lol....though it could.

Joe,

In this case William....called Bill until the age of 4 or so.......one day my Dad asked what the pile of letters on the table were and my mom said "They are bills" so I took them all and opened them..mostly by tearing the envelopes in half and of course tearing the statements inside in half as well as the checks my mother had filled out already to pay the "bills".  When I got yelled at I said "you said they were mine!"  From that day on they started calling me Wills.   Now they could have just called me Will.....I think the added S was out of spite.  


Well said, Wills...a great story!
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Neil,

Don't start with me or I will tell everyone you pushed your wife off her bike.



Just trying to collect the insurance money so I can buy more figs with it...and without the "crazy fig freak" label attached to every new acquisition. Turns out that reparable injuries are money suckers rather than handy fig slush funds.

In the future, a well-placed trailside cliff would probably work out a whole lot better than a patch of sand surrounded by a hard stretch of dirt for that sort of work. I'll know better next time, though I doubt I'll get her on an aggressive mtn. bike trail again and I'm not taking flight with her while hauling around on the tandem. (And no, she does not read this forum, so my dastardly plan will remain a secret).
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