It was a beautiful day in California. The sun was shining brilliantly off the man's head. You could smell the sea breeze. It was a quiet street with cars parked on either side. A man and his son are in the middle of the street. Its a wonderful day to learn how to skateboard.
the man and his son have quite similar physical traits. both of their figures are shaped similar to an exercise ball. the son smiles and watches as if he knows if something funny will happen. the man smiles directly at the camera and readies the skateboard for a ride.
before stepping on, he testes the wheels by rocking back and forth a few times. he must have liked the way they felt because he then started to push the skateboard. with one foot on the board he pushes with the other. slowly at first, but then building up speed as well as confidence.
he feels great, he must have been doing better then how he had previously thought he would do. all is going well until that darn exercise ball lost it's balance.
the man starts falling backwards. still on his feet, he tries to stay upright. running his feet to fight the momentum of his rather large stomach. he's flailing his arms as he sees out of his perefferal vision, the back of a white Grand Am.
its too late to stop now. his bald and circular shaped head slames into the tail end of the car. he is left sitting on the curb confused, and with a nice sized ding on his head.
