I was in a warehouse and saw a person that I had never before met in real life, but knew from the internet. I greeted him, but he simply threw kitchen knives at me repeatedly, crying. I dodged the knives and tried to figure out what was wrong, thinking that he just didn't recognize me.
He questioned me, asking how I could dodge all his knives, and I responded that that was what I did, and I had become skilled at it.
Posted by Trevor Savage at January 1, 2004 3:25 PM