I met up with my old martial arts teacher and some of the other people that used to hang out in a cellar and beat each other with sticks. Good times. Apparently they still do that.
We had some nice food. I ordered lamb with garlic butter and baked potato. The guy sitting next to me ordered half a kilo of beef, with french fries.
As always with these people there were lots of funny stories. They are nuts, in a good way. One of them recently got shot at, by a guy with a gun, and figured the rational thing to do was to run straight at the guy shooting. That surprised the gunman, who ran away. My friend is still alive, but the guy with the gun is still free.
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