Wednesday, February 14, 2007

save the cheerleader

Probably as a consequence of one too many episodes of Heroes, I started having mild delusions yesterday.

As I got off the bus a huge tractor trailer went blazing by with its horn blasting a cacophony as it narrowly avoided a collision with another truck that had slowed down in front of the bus stop for some reason or another.

Maybe the uncle was just a good natured ol cheekopek trying to kua zabo but a veritable video sequence suddenly popped in my head depicting what it'd be like if the trucks had collided.

"The hero (thats me!) recoils in shock and then dashes towards the wreckage with no regard for his own safety. He pulls one person out. It's the driver of the truck that got rear ended. Battered and bloodied but still alive. Another one, this time the other driver. His right arm has been wrenched off and his head hangs at an odd angle. He'll never have to be bothered by the amorous antics of his peers ever again. The hero (thats me!) goes back one more time. He thought he saw something move while he was pulling out the body. He pushes through the smoke praying who or whatever's in there hasn't already been asphyxiated. He hauls himself up to the open door and grunts in surprise. There's a kid in there! Unconscious but breathing! It takes all his strength to haul the child out but he manages it. He cradles the little bundle in his arms as he turns...and then he notices the flame. It happens so fast it's all he can do to dive to the ground and shield his precious cargo as best as he can. When they find the little boy he has some mild burns and a broken leg but he's young and he'll be good as new soon enough. It's gathering what's left of his rescuer that's going to be the hard part...."



This is going to invite derision but...so sue me. I'm entitled to be crazy.

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