Evidently, this guy really needed a Pop Tart fix. After trying the five-finger discount on a couple of boxes, he accosted the store clerk, ran out of the store where he was promptly hit by a truck. He leaped to his feet, apparently unscathed, and took off running only to be hit by a minivan. Once again, he leaped to his feet to run away, but by this time the cops had arrived and took him into custody.
I believe it is safe to assume these were the kitty-flavored Pop Tarts. What else could make a man go through this?