My older daughter just started dating a kid, last name Pratt.
When I met him, I said, "Pratt, huh? You related to King Karloff?"
He said, "What's that?"
So, I smiled and said, "Never mind. Hey, wanna see my workbench?"
He humored me and said, "Sure."
(Kid didn't even have one callus on his hand. Prissy...)
So, I showed him many sharp things...like ripsaws, ice picks, finger-clipping pruning shears...
And -- of course -- Husqvarna.
I even started it up for him while telling him about her last boyfriend -- the one who gave her a hickey.
I don't think Mr. Pratt will be back in the near future...if ever.