I went to the store earlier this evening to grab some milk and a packet of "these will kill you eventually". On my way back to the car, I bumped into one of the school mums who was swearing at her phone..
"What's up"
"I've called four cab companies and they're all busy. How can they all be busy?"
"Jump in, I'll give you a ride"

Chatter, chatter. Chatter, chatter... how's things, what's going on with..etc..

Then:

"My boyfriend is moving down here next week"
"Is that a good thing or a bad thing?"
"A good thing! It will change everything. We won't be so broke all the time."
"What does he do?"
"He's a ghost rider"

Man, I stomped on the brake so hard we both nearly went through the screen!

"He's a what?"
"A ghost rider"
"That's fucking awesome! I don't even want to know what that is - in fact, don't ever tell me because it can't ever be as good as I imagine it to be!"

Imagine that! A freaking ghost rider!! A ghost rider... brilliant..

A bloody ghost rider! Killer!