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TOP TEN THINGS TO DO ON THE BUS WHEN THERE'S NOTHING TO DO

10. Annoy the person sitting behind you - hours of fun!
9. Throw books out the window - have a competition to see how many cars you can hit
8. Have a funeral in the back seat - Think of the bus as a big yellow hearse!
7. Tie the driver's shoe laces together - you'll "die" laughing!
6. Play "Pin the Tail On the Bus Driver"
5. If you don't have pants, steal someone's! - a man's gotta do what a man's gotta do!
4. Have a spit war with the person sitting behind you - caution: you WILL get wet!
3. Stare at somebody until their face gets small - it works, just try it!
2. Lift the emergency handle - do it until the driver screams!
1. Set your hair on fire and jump out of the window pantsless


MY LUNCH MENU

MAIN MENU     

Pickled Sardines     

or     

Kleenex Box     

SIDE DISHES

Pinesol Biscuit

Forks (Limit 3)

Used shorts


SPECIAL!!!
Dumpster Surprise: $.50


MIKE AND BoB

BoB: I could really go for a clock flavored milkshake right now, but it takes energy, and that's something I don't have.
Mike: Well I've got just what you need, it's my latest invention, the teleportion twinkie!
BoB: What's it do?
Mike: You take a bite of the twinkie and think of a place, and you'll go there!
BoB: Let me try! ...Nothing happened!
Mike: You have to be running when you bite it.
(BoB starts running, takes a bite of the twinkie and trips, smashing his face against the corner of a chair)
BoB: Ow! Ow! Bruise! Bruise! It didn't work!
Mike: Wait...oh yeah! I just pretended I invented that when I was eight, sorry about that.
BoB: I can't feel my facial expression!


MY EXPERIMENT (CONTINUED)

Day 4, 2:12 P.M.

As I said before, I have a plan! I'm going to roll the garbage bag down the parking lot until it rips!

Day 9, 11:45 P.M.

I've been rolling for five days now, I'm growing tired and the the bag isn't ripping. I think I'm in Tijuana because I heard some mexicans outside the bag, talking about warfare and tacos.

Day 10, 5:51 A.M.

I'm out! I just woke up and I was out! Victory!! Hey...that guy has my garbage bag, hey! Give me that back!!

THE END



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