Doubt it. I can make some pretty good stories out of the blue like that, but none of them as good as that one.
... The sad thing about my english class is this, about 90% of them are illiterate. I don't know how I ended up with a group like that for english, but I did. One of my classmates actually shouted out, "Miss, I can't write a paragraph! I'm not doing it!", crosses his arms across his chest and begings to pout like a 4 year-old. It pisses me off too, because we rarely ever do any sort of creative writting because of that douche bag, and when we do, I have to listen to him babble on and on. I'd just wish he'd stop breathing... Sigh.