Thinking about the idea that anyone is only six people away from someone famous, I know someone who knows someone who knows etc., and applied it to the urban myth. Spent time recently reading a study of urban mythology with the great title of The Choking Doberman. In spite of the title actually a fairly serious discussion about the nature of urban myths and the way they cross boundaries between communities, and how each in turn adopts the stories as their own, but the common factor is always one degree of separation. I've heard some good ones, but never first hand, always from the mate of a bloke down the pub. The ubiquitous bloke down the pub is related to or may even be the most unfortunate human who ever lived judging by the catalogue of misadventure and disaster encountered. He may also be the greatest adventurer alive. He might also be like Keith Waterhouse's character from the book "Billy Liar" and be the most incredible fantasist. We'll never know, until someone actually meets him and buys him a drink...
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