We all remember our first time. Innocent, naive, cherubic, like a lamb to the slaughter.
The next round of Randori is about to begin. Our training partner looks up and makes eye contact, uttering a simple phrase right as you slap hands. Maybe they've been training longer than us, maybe they're a friend, or maybe a new student we're trying to be kind to, but for whatever reason, we trust them. We unsuspectingly agree.
Harmless, right? Little did we know those blasphemous words are but the harbinger of the night's spazziest roll.
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