Man do I wish guys would start cutting their nails before throwing and grappling practice.
At least it wasn't Shoda sensei this time...
[Though he did point, laugh and say in English "Wife? Girlfriend?" Veeeery funny motherfu**er... very funny.]
Not my night. Jaw was getting tagged repeatedly and was getting tapped like a typewriter. Oh well, some days you're the train and some days you're the tracks.
And then some days you're a poor defenseless animal who was in the wrong place and the wrong time and got smooshed by the passing train... leaving you to slowly pass from this plane of existence wondering what the hell happened.
[Guess which one I feel like?]