THE FLYING MAN

Good morning everyone, ladies and gentlemen, little women and little men. Some long years ago, I had an incredible story that I haven't told you yet. Today, I thought it would be a very good day to do it, so get comfortable because this story leaves you "in the ass!"

Some long years ago, as I've told you we were on holiday in New Zealand. All our trips were always memorable but this particular trip,was my lover in particular.

One day we went to climb a mountain called Cook. Everything was great! When we went back down the mountain road a "bird" passed us. We were all surprised. It was too big to be a true bird.
When we reach the end of the road, we saw it was a young man with a helmet, wearing a longboard. A longboard is a type of skate. We stopped to talk to him.
The boy called August Livingstone. He practices longboard since 5 years old.

I can assure you, viewers, that whenever August climbed above the table, it was as if he were flying. When he did tricks, time stopped. Every time he moved up on the table, he was flying, and he made ​​all of us flying with him.