oooh, oooh,ooooh, oooh, I just heard a story the other day about daggers.
My daughter's friend's sister was mugged by this guy, and he held her up at knife-point with this knife that was a part of a set, of which she had the other. Anyway, she stares at this dagger, and says, "Hey, that looks like mine!"
The guy, who was mugging someone for the first time in his entire life, was taken aback. The two got to talking and ended up going out for a year.