Ninjas

On my way home after a very, very trying day, I got on the bus - the lone passenger on this huge bus - and sat down at the front. Within two minutes, a guy on crutches flagged us down and I gave him my convenient seat and helped him with his crutches. Halfway through the bus ride I ask how he hurt his ankles and he immediately replies "Ninjas." Then he goes into a long story about how he has to watch out for the ninjas and they come out from everywhere and you should see the other guy. I said "I myself have some scars from a tiger fight," and then we discussed velociraptor attacks. Just before my stop he said "You'll never find out what really happened to me, by the way. When we part ways, you'll go off thinking 'Man, what about that crazy white boy and his ninja stories?' but you'll never know what really happened. I assured him that I prefer to believe it was a ninja, and then it was my stop.

That totally made my day. He lives in my apartment complex, too.

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Kill me now.