FLYING MAN!!!

It was a long day in office and if I belived in the butterfly effect it was all worth it. Kind of. On arriving to the classical music zone, kensal green, I saw the train to wembley fast approaching. Skipping down the stairs like julian clairy with a new tv deal I jumped on board and read one of the great brainwashing rags that the media leave on trains for us drones to read.

The journey was quick and somewhat painless and I arrived at my destination. Wembley central. If you've never been you should definetly visit the place. The place is.... Lovley. In another strange twist of fate, I decied to walk out of the station a different way from usual as all the bus stops have been decomissioned due to road works. Obviously, wembley central needs to improve its look after the resurection of the stadium of stadiums.

Whilst walking to my new and improved bus stop with four times the people the funniest/most awful thing happened. Now I don't take much notice of what happens in front of me. I have a bad habit of not keeping eye contact with people and my head turns to look at things a lot. Guess it must be a nervous twitch or something. Now as I walking past the golden arches of wembley central (ive never eaten there, I promise) I hear the familiar sound of a car hitting something, (i live on the edgware road, car crashes are normal to me). But to my shock, as I turned round on the sound of the impact I saw a man in close proximity to the car. By close proximity I mean his legs were almost in the roof of the car and his head was taking a good look at the badge. Now when I first saw this I had to look away and close my eyes. I didn't want the dude to be hurt but this is where it got weird!

After the guy got hit, he jumped straight to his feet and ran acros the road like nothing happened! The world stopped at this point. Everyone was asking him if he was okay and he just stood there dazed and stumbling around. The driver got out of his car and inspected the front, enquired if the guy was okay and drove off. Everyone stood in shock and the 'victim' regained his composure and the world just started all over again.

I finally saw what dane cook was talking about.

This time, this dude didn't kick his shoes off in a fit of joy!