with the machete.” “You can’t kill a buffalo with a machete.” “Are you nuts? The Indians killed them with pointy rocks. I think they can be put down with a machete.” “No, I know they can be killed with a machete. I just don’t think you could do it with a machete.” “Because of my attachment to her?” Patrick asked, rubbing Ponch’s nose affectionately. “Because of your general physical ineptitude.”
