and stopping every block to pick up kids and having some of those kids walk so slllloooowwwww to the bus it feels like 20 minutes has passed when they finally reach it.
And when they want you to stop, even though the damn kid isn't crossing the street. He isn't crossing the street! Don't glare at me, ya stinkin' bus driver!
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and stopping every block to pick up kids and having some of those kids walk so slllloooowwwww to the bus it feels like 20 minutes has passed when they finally reach it.
I feel for ya!
I like to pass them while weaving through the kids talking on my cell phone and clipping my finger nails...
...especially if it's high school kids who keep flipping you off with evil grins.
Pass by really close to them and open your door to knock them down.
Keep score, it's good family fun!
And when they want you to stop, even though the damn kid isn't crossing the street. He isn't crossing the street! Don't glare at me, ya stinkin' bus driver!
How to pity the bus driver in just ten syllables:
"Ninety-Nine Bottles of Beer on the Wall..."
(I might be mistaken, but I think that was a Nina Hagen song.)
here's what you gotta do-as the bus begins to slow to stop, pass the bus before the driver can put out that dreaded stop sign.
Whores suck.
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