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I purposely confronted and argued with my friend, a Brazillian Jujitso Master, swordmaker,
who was drunk, cracked out, and dressed in womans clothing. (womens?)
All his swords and knives he had made were hanging on the walls of his display room.

He was the crazy one, I was the stupid one.
I was lucky to limp out of there with only a nasty black eye and a small chunk taken out
of my calf muscle. Sheesh.