James Crackhead was relaxing on the toilet one sunny morning, when a passenger jet bound for Fuerteventura came crashing through his bathroom window and then his face. It goes without saying that most people would be perfectly happy to leave this life in such spectacular fashion, but not James. He was rather a peculiar young man, and being caught in an embarrassing situation was a plight he feared above all others. Fortunately for him, the aeroplane exploded on impact and the ensuing fire burned James's body to a cinder, saving him the indignity of being discovered with his trousers round his ankles.
Those who had the slightest understanding of James Crackhead's personality would later assure those who didn't that this fortunate conclusion to the incident would have made him a very happy man.
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