I used to live in a kinda sketchy part of North Philly. Some friends used to live in the same building as well, and my friend and I decided to go to the beer distributor 4 or 5 blocks away. I was probably playing hockey because I was wearing rollerblades. About a block away from the distributor as I was leading the way home carrying a case of beer, someone had run up and attacked my friend. They were both wrestling face down and the guy was on my friend's back. When another guy started to walk up on the scene, I put down the case of beer and pulled out these collapsible nunchucks that I used to carry in my pocket. After seeing some kid produce nunchucks and skate toward him doing intimidating moves while wearing rollerblades, he said "I don't even know that guy" and ran off. The other guy had a gun, and the guy I was with was holding it. My friend told me later that his military training kicked in. When he felt a gun to his back he grabbed it with his opposite hand and pulled it across his chest with the guy's arm, while falling to the ground. I didn't know what to do... I thought about beating the dude, but I was worried I'd hit my friend. After what seemed like a long time, but was probably only seconds, my friend let go and the dude ran off. I don't remember, but I probably really enjoyed that beer.
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