I went to my first tactical shooting event tonight. Afterwards, I joined my father, my father-in-law, my brother-in-law, and the other men from the competition for dessert at Bob Evans. It was there that I had a discussion with a particular gentleman (I use that term loosely) about both the debilitating gout that afflicts his toe AND the time he used a claw hammer to defeat an El Salvadoran man who was going to kill him with a shovel.
If only more conversations could be so exciting.