My hero

I was walking with two friends near where I live the other day and this asian lad on a bike was speeding towards us on the pavement. We, all three, stopped and waited for him to cycle round us or at least make some gesture of apology. Instead, he skidded to a stop and starting swearing at us like he'd just caught us eating his lunch. My housemate, clearly a man of morals and social conscience, was unfazed by this tirade. Instead of ignoring this clear violation of the highway code and muttering under his breath, he did shout at the top of his (slightly posh) voice, "GET SOME LIGHTS YOUNG MAN! THIS IS OUR RIGHT OF WAY! GET ON THE ROAD! NO, YOU ARE IN THE WRONG!"

He is my personal jesus.

The lad in question continued to swear at us and shout that he was going to stab us (yeah whatever, he said this as he cycled away, the pussy) and I watched open-mouthed and speechless. All I was able to do with a mouth that wide was make a clenched fist in the air, of triumph, and act all macho for a bit.

Oh, it was beautiful, I nearly cried.