Flexman

Quarantine lifted I headed down the road to go visit my little guy. Thursday night commute was a nightmare..complicated by a double rainbow, one of which was one of the most brilliant I have ever seen. I am hungry and my pal is stuck in a rut of only eating chicken, frozen corn and frozen peas. So yup, headed to Taco Bell. Now on the main drag you see lots of things some good like rainbows and some not so. Same man begging on the corner slapping his arms at imaginary things and tugging at his worn but clean trousers. At the next intersection (Tacos coming up soon) a large freaky haired bohemian type fella clad in sweatpants and a tee shirt and a red cape knotted fashionably across his right shoulder drops to his haunches and aided by his rather large walking stick does some pretty amazing, uh moves. He squats and flexes and stretches and tests his ligaments to the max. No man person should be flexing that far and to that degree on the main drag at 5:30 in the afternoon. Traffic moves, so does he. I pull into the drive up and he goes inside. A long wait at the drive up provides some interesting entertainment tho'. Soon a Medic Car (ambulance) roars up to a schreeching stop in the parking lot of the T.Bell. I am trapped in the line but can see in the lobby area. A commotion. Lots of observation going on by patrons. Medics haul out on a stretcher a young female holding an icebag on her head.

My thoughts are this: Flexman goes in to order a burrito and tries to impress young female with some mega flexos and the little thing swoons from observing such range of motion in one human being and falls and hits her head. Now down that road she goes in a Aid Car, me stuck in line for 30 minutes and Flexman marking another notch on his walking stick smug with the knowlege that he can make the girls fall.