Joe Loya

And in those days, it was like the weights of 25 pound, 20 pound cement blocks with plastic around them.

They're like made out of that garbage can, thick plastic.

But they do have a really strong, big, strong metal gadget to tie them and loosen them in.

So I'm thinking like, what's he going to use to hit me?

And no matter which one of those three pieces, the bar, the weight, the nodule that tightens it, I'm through.

This is like a new level of improvised savagery, right?

So I'm like, okay, screw it.

And I grabbed the knife out and I stand up and now I'm standing there with a steak knife in my hand.

He sees me.

He drops the weight because I stand up with the knife.

I'm holding it.

He sees it and he drops the weight.

He's like, put it down, put it down.

And I'm just standing there.

Now, I've not done this before, but I have thought about it.

And I'm thinking that neck is a kill shot.

What do I know?

I've learned since then.

I've never stabbed anyone in the neck again.

But I'm thinking that's going to kill him because I need to kill him because if I don't, he'll kill me.