The other day I was riding the bus home and it got stuck in traffic. I was looking at the ads over the seats, one ad showed a bunch of happy people sitting on the bus as it flew over a traffic jam. The bus in the picture had big wings. I asked Gus why he didn’t drive a bus with big wings so we could fly over traffic. He asked my why I didn’t mind my own business and made me walk home. After I got home I had a glass of lemonade and was sitting out in the front yard when I saw the bus go by. I must have beat it home. I waved at Gus but he looked mean me at shook his fist.
A place to store the things I write. The posts are listed from oldest to newest in the archive list, that is really the best way to read them. For now everything here is fiction.
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