"That’s a mighty grip good you got gere. I can feel your synergy right down to my paradyme."
Jomal reminded me of one of the funniest things that ever happened to me. I was at a meeting of one our industry associations, and I met a young man from one of our competitors. This guy was probably 12-15 years younger than me, and in obviously good shape. At one of the breaks we struck up a conversation, and he proceeded to tell me how he was into "Ultimate Street Fighting", and some special Martial Art Fighting. He was going on and on about how hard core and intense it was. Now he was young and obviously in good shape, and here I am a a short squatty out of shape 40 year old, with no clue about Ultimate Street Fighting or some special martial art that combines Kung Fu, Karate, Judo, and Tae Kwan Doe and makes one into the ultimate killing machine. So after 15 minutes or so of this I figure I need to mingle a little more, so I put out my hand to shake his his hand, nice to meet you kind of thing. As we shake hands he gets this incredibly pained look and his knees kind of buckle a bit, and he something to the effect "geez man, go easy with the hand shake grip, I thought you were going to break my hand". The thing was he was totally serious, and it took all my Mr. Miyagi induced mind control not to just bust out laughing. I mean this guy was going on and on about being the ultimate street fighter, and a hand shake from an overweight Barney Fife / George Costanza type puts him on his knees crying uncle.
