A few weeks ago my brother told me "I'm going to start asking people what belt they are in carfu."
My thought process went like this: What the heck does that mean?
Then I said, "Brother, what the heck does that mean?"
So he told me what it meant. He would have told me even if I hadn't asked. See that's what happens when you talk to my brother, you learn a lot of things without ever having to ask. It's fantastic.
Did you know there is more than one type of zombie? Some of them protect you, while taking out all the other zombies, so they can have your brains all to themselves.
I know who I'm going to call when the zombie apocalypse happens.
By the way, carfu is the martial art of hurting people with a car... or something like that.
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