I mean the guy I met had different facial hair, was maybe 10 to 20 ish years older than this person, but … maybe?
Maybe there are more ‘Ameriboos’ than we realize.
EDIT:
I should probably clarify that the guy I met in the bar, and the guy I met on the hill were totally different people.
Don’t know much about hill-sama, but bar-kun was… well lets just say most of our conversation was about karate, he claimed he was a fifth dan black belt… i am a first dan black belt, a novice in comparison… and he demonstrated his credentials rather convincingly.
He also said was exiled/former yakuza. Had a busted knuckle, told me that he’d fucked something up, and that his boss, instead of taking the finger, hit him with the blunt side of the… presumably a wakizashi… and then basically exiled him from Japan.
My nickname for him was ‘yokai’, which he found very amusing.
Seattle is wild place if you just walk around everywhere.
Ah that works!
Yes a… reverse weeaboo, hahah!
I mean the guy I met had different facial hair, was maybe 10 to 20 ish years older than this person, but … maybe?
Maybe there are more ‘Ameriboos’ than we realize.
EDIT:
I should probably clarify that the guy I met in the bar, and the guy I met on the hill were totally different people.
Don’t know much about hill-sama, but bar-kun was… well lets just say most of our conversation was about karate, he claimed he was a fifth dan black belt… i am a first dan black belt, a novice in comparison… and he demonstrated his credentials rather convincingly.
He also said was exiled/former yakuza. Had a busted knuckle, told me that he’d fucked something up, and that his boss, instead of taking the finger, hit him with the blunt side of the… presumably a wakizashi… and then basically exiled him from Japan.
My nickname for him was ‘yokai’, which he found very amusing.
Seattle is wild place if you just walk around everywhere.