Hey, are you serious!?
I was riding my bike home, literature book in one hand and the other on the handle, when the book started to slip out of my grip. I looked down to readjust my hold on it when I hit one of those really tiny speed bumps.
Since I was steering with one hand, I lost control and crashed into a school bus that was coincidentally right next to me. I was going at a decently fast pace and so the bump when I hit the bus was pretty loud. I slammed my head on the side of the bus and flew off my bike landing about 10 or so feet away.
The bus driver leaned out of the window and said, "Hey, are you serious!?"
######No. I'm not serious. I lost control and smashed my head on the side of your freaking bus, did you get the joke? In case you missed the punchline, it was when I cracked my head and learned to fly for about 1.5 seconds.
Then he goes, "Is there a scratch? A dent?"
######Yeah, I scratched the side of my face. There's a gash on my temple about 3-inches long with blood starting to drip. A dent? No, I didn't dent my skul--oh. You meant the bus. Yeah, it's fine. Thanks for asking.
What a delightful man.