From Matthew 2:1 – Epiphany is the season of illumination!
And… the transitive property of two being none, technically I need at least three of everything, and so I do – four actually.
Not Clauswitz
The semi-sprawling Adventures of a Culturally Hegemonic Individualist-Imperialist and Anti-Idiotarian Functional-Structuralist, choking on the toxic-grade Smug emitted by the self-satisfied lotus-eating, Prius-driving, floppy-hat wearing, Lizadroid-Leftbat Califorganic Tofuistas. ~ With Guns, more Guns, Motorcycles, Snorkeling, and some Home-Improvement stuff.~
I use a similar canvas pouch of WWII vintage, it holds a Leatherman and a Swiss Army Knife.
“Four is the new three.”