[ wp ] You are RIP Man , the super hero who always arrives too late to save people .

You could n't describe a more perfect day than today. 
 
 The sun was chirping, the birds were shining, a bloodcurdling scream filled the air. 
 
 I was at my favorite hotdog stand in New York and I was just about to take a bite of my wiener when I heard it. 
 
 I took a deep breath, a smile crossed my face. 
 
 Let's do this. 
 
 I took to the air, gracefully soaring through the sky at a reasonable speed. 
 
 People watched me from down below. 
 
 `` What the fuck is that?'' someone screamed. 
 
 A slight passing of air escaped my nose. 
 
 `` Not what,'' I said to myself, `` but who?'' 
 
 I am RIP man. 
 
 I arrived at the scene of the crime, assuming this was a crime. 
 
 Perhaps it was only an accident. 
 
 A woman with her brains spilled out on the sidewalk, and a masked man running away with a gun? 
 
 Maybe. 
 
 I stood, taking in the atmosphere, as the masked man sprinted around the corner. 
 
 Damn he's fast. 
 
 `` You're not going after him?'' A bystander to my left asked me. `` I just saw you fucking fly here! Go after him!'' 
 
 `` Nah,'' I turned to her, `` My job here is done.'' 
 
 I am RIP Man.
