A little guy with a knife and a grin.

I have a friend who taught knife fighting. He's a small guy .. weighs about 135 .. 5'7"

He couldn't sleep one night so about midnight he told his wife he was gonna go do the grocery shopping at an all-night store in their town. He said he shopped for about an hour, then paid up and went out to the parking lot. As he was loading the groceries in his car another car pulled up behind him with it's lights on him. He turned around and 2 bigger dark gentlemen were getting out of the car.

He told me, "I had my 9mm under my shirt, but instead of pulling it I just reached in the car, pulled out my machete and grinned at them."

They immediately got back in their car and left.

Knowing him, they made the right choice.

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Ele era velho.
Ele era corajoso.
Ele era feio.