This was my Grandfather's Club:
He was a Cop from the late 1940's to the early 1980's. In that time he never once fired his gun. The CLUB, however, as you can see, DID see a bit of use:
(Holy crap!) He passed away back in 1993, and this family heirloom came into my possession around that time. My mother actually had it prior to that, but figured I'd probably appreciate it more. (Also, if you're keeping score, it is precisely 1 foot long, but I have no idea what kind of wood it is.)
This was a college graduation present from DW:
It's a four foot long poleaxe called a "bardiche." It's purely ornamental. Sure: it would still suck to get HIT by it, but it is in no condition to be used for it's intended purpose of cutting people's heads off.
Finally, this is a piece that I got as a souvenir from our honeymoon in Arizona:
So the day the legalize marijuana? This little baby MIGHT finally see some action!