One time I was on the bus and when the bus stopped the driver couldn’t start it again. A guy behind me said that maybe it was a nuclear war, because during a nuclear war buses and cars and things won’t work. Another guy starts looking out the window and say’s he thinks he sees a flying saucer. Everybody starts to yell and get upset. The flying saucer man starts to yell about some kind of probe and the whole time he’s pointing at his bottom and making faces. The nuclear war man starts to yell about winter and radiation and he says he would rather die fast in the blast than have a slow death by poisoning. People start to argue about the best way to die. Then the bus driver gets the bus started and everyone gets quiet again. Sometimes the bus is too noisy.
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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