When he got home the conversation went something like this.
So, I was out at one of my favorite take-out joints, minding my own business. The next thing I know it, a crazy man with a big flashlight and an even bigger stick starts running toward me yelling something I couldn't understand. I thought - no way am I hanging around this restaurant, so I go to another just up the road. Same guy comes after me again. For a minute there I thought he was gonna hit me with that stick. Man - scared the Goldilocks out of me!
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