I was walking down to the Denton town square, a lone ranger on a quest for used books for ridiculously reasonable prices. There's this one intersection that requires pedestrians to say, like, six rosaries and a leap of faith in order to cross it and make it across intact. As I was waiting to cross, a guy on a bike rode up and waited next to me. We were finally able to cross, but more cars still were coming up to the intersection.
Once we make it to the other side, Guy on Bike (who is, as you can well imagine, going substantially faster than me since he's on a bike and all) turns to me and shouts: "IT'S LIKE A REAL-LIFE GAME OF FROGGER!" and zooms off into the horizon.
I fucking love Denton.
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