Just about every Torontonian has crossed the path of Zanta. He's difficult to miss, wearing a Santa hat and no shirt while cruising our streets and dropping for pushups here and there. He does this 364 days a year. Ocassionally you'll read about the banning of Zanta from parts of the city or the return of Zanta. I saw him at both the Toronto Santa Claus parade and St. Patrick's Day parade. He's literally all over the place.
He's either a mad genius or crazy and scary as hell. I suspect it's a little from column A and a little from column B. One thing's for certain, if you're going to live in the T.Dot, you're going to cross his path sooner or later.