....Okay.
But next time I'll be getting here before ya for the window seat!
edited 27th Apr '10 8:02:27 PM by BlackDove
So yeah I'm also on the bus.
I'm a clown who does crack cocaine, anyone want in on Happy's magic pixie dust?
-sighs- How do I keep ending up in these situations?
-has been looking out the window for the past page or so-
I don't know. Perhaps you're just a horrible judge of character.
-looks out the window again-
Locking you up on radar since '09Oh yeah, that was really helpful. You totally put it all in perspective for me.
I backflip onto the bus.
Curse the ill fortune that led you to me.Don't feel bad Arc, you're not the only sane man...other than the guy play playing the accordion, this is a pretty normal bus.
edited 28th Apr '10 5:07:14 AM by Keybreak
...And whoever is flipping around like a flea on the roof.
Locking you up on radar since '09-pulls up alongside the bus in a ferarri- Suckers! -drives away-
(lol, one time gag)
A very reassuring thought. -sits down-
The best thing to do is to just make the best of a strange situation. -turns to breathe on the window, then writes "K-e-y-b-r-e——-"- Gah, hit a speedbump.
Oh, what a shame. Now it won't make any sense.
How did the accordion guy get on the bus, anyway?
Locking you up on radar since '09.*Accordion player starts singing*
A Player: Another one rides the bus!
Me: NO!!!! IT'S HAPPENING! EVERYONE, SCRUNCH UP!
A Player: Another one rides the bus!
Soul is ugly.Wait, what?
Locking you up on radar since '09Another one rides the bus!
I swing down through the (closed) door, and ask for a ticket to Scotland.
Curse the ill fortune that led you to me.Does this bus go everywhere?
I don't know. Does someone have the timetable for this thing?
Locking you up on radar since '09Nope. I made one hell of an entrance though.
Curse the ill fortune that led you to me..*Lots of people enter the bus*
A Player: And another one, and another one, and another one, and another one!
Me: Oh no! I lost my contact lens
Soul is ugly.Amazing they can all fit. -looks up to bus mirror- Hey Reecer, I think it fell through the cushions.
Darn! I could never reach into those... Wait, why do I care? I just found these contact lenses randomly on the ground at the bus stop! I have perfect vision!
Owww... Get your suitcase outta my ribs!
Soul is ugly.
Just... leave me alone, okay?
[stares out the window]
we are not the same you will hear my voice