to which you respond "cracky tales..."
or this one co-worker of mine who rides a bike with no seat on it who called in sick one day
"... i was downtown right, and i was drivin (this fucking crackhead rides a bike)...and this guy came up to me and tried to jack me with a serrated, blunt, knife. so i got out and 3 guys came outta no where.. all of a sudden there was this gun. so i ran away across the street and i wasnt lookin and got hit by a car."
cracky tales, cracky tales...