No Joke. He was like the friendliest dude I have ever met in my life, but he believes in aryan-supremacy. I'm indian, so I'm pretty much on his list of people-that-suck-compared-to-myself-and-my-race. So you should have seen the shock on my face when he actually acknowledged my existence. Not only that, I was even able to make him laugh multiple times.
A group of my friends and I, including him, went to smoke some hooka. So we ended up staying over at the hooka joint for a couple of hours, and I was one of the last people left. The only ones left was some dude, the neo-nazist fella and his girlfriend, and myself. And, strangely enough, we had a good time. We all left shaking each other's hands. Very casual and friendly.
We live in a very strange world my friends. One where someone, supposedly, can hate me but love me all at the same time. Now that I put it that way, it sounds a lot like marriage. LOL