[stomachmonkey]

Yeah, my good bud Joe. I moved to a different town and we lost touch.

Saw him again at a HS reunion. "Dude, you gotta come hang, meet the fam, here's my number, call me, yada yada...."

My good bud Kevin comes over, "You need to stay away from Joe. Do you know where he's been the last 10 years?"

Uhh, No.

"He's been in Federal Prison under protection. He was running guns and sticking up drug dealers with some gang in Chinatown. Feds were watching him which made his gang friends nervous so they stabbed him 6 or 7 times but he lived. So he dropped dime on his buddies and after the Feds got done with him they turned him loose. It's not a good idea to be seen with him."