I think I met a gnome once.
> be me, maybe 23 yo, walking down the street I grew up on
> Know pretty much everyone in the neighbourhood
> See old man wearing a sort of pointy hat standing around
> Smiles at me, waves, smiles back, waves
> Small community, this is normal
> Old guy comes up to me and starts chatting
> Also normal, small town, people say hi and chat
> Is speaking some sort of language I've never heard before, still seems friendly, I smile and nod
> Lot's of old Italian people in the neighbourhood, some speak strange dialects and are used to people just knowing Italian
> Have dark hair, manlet, still nothing weird
> His language sounds absolutely nothing like any Italian I've ever heard
> Remember I've never seen this guy before and the people who own the house he's just hanging out of in front of are Anglos
> Realize I'm talking to a random super tiny dude wearing a pointy hat, hanging out in a garden, speaking some language I've never heard before
> Never see this guy ever again
