232: The Bus Ride

“Hey Heather, get on the bus!”

“Ok,” said Heather.

She got on the bus.

“Where is this bus going?” Asked Heather.

“Never mind where the bus is going.” Came the reply.

Heather always tried to pay attention to helpful advice, but she was still kind of curious about where it was headed. She stared out the window. There was grass and stuff outside. The bus stopped and Heather got out.

“Do you want to get a hamburger?” Asked Daryl.

“Sure.” Said Heather.

She ate a hamburger. It was good.

“How about a milkshake?” Asked Daryl.

Heather never turned down anything involving ice cream.

“Time to get back on the bus.”

Heather got back on the bus. It took her home. People who listen to advice have really fun adventures.

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28 thoughts on “232: The Bus Ride

  1. There was an old woman who lived in a shoe.
    She had so many children, she didn’t know what to do.
    She gave them some broth without any bread;
    And whipped them all soundly and sent them to bed.

    What was wrong with that?

  2. A bus ride, a hamburger, AND a milkshake‽‽‽‽ Wow! I’d like an adventure like that. The only thing that could have made it better would have been a malt. My advice would be to change that part.

  3. Heather’s home was an asylum. In truth, she never left, the poor paranoid creature. To this day she screeches for the brain breeze she never received from the milkshake.

  4. LOL! This was fun to read. I live in the land of oppositionville. “Let’s all sit down and have a nice hot fudge sundae,” is just met with, “I don’t want to, I’m lactose intolerant, somebody else will just get more than me, they always do. Why isn’t it butterscotch?” Be more like Heather, people. It’s much better. 🙂

  5. That was cruel! I was waiting for an accident or something but your surprise ending was no surprise ending…loved it though.
    Happy weekend!! Also you’re 1 follower away from 400 yayyy! I don’t even know why I’m so happy. Lolz

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