I dreamed last night that i was on a bus full of my kids. My ‘students’, that is. Some psycho crazy woman had hijacked the bus and was driving us around town to take us somewhere and presumably kill us all or something. One of the brave kids (who surprisingly is one of the more insecure kids in real life) gets up an climbs out a window as the bus is rocketing by some bushes. The crazy driver sees him, and shimmies the bus so he falls out onto the road and not the bushes. He dissapears, but I jump up and yell “You heartless BITCH! That was a child!” and I stumble up to the front of the bus. I then procede to bite her to surrendering. As in, little bloody chunks out of her fingers and arms, which I spit back out in her face. I woke up thinking “Eeew!”.
Note to self: no picking on kids when in vicinity of Most Beloved Girlfriend.
you are never allowed to tell me that i’m scary again. sweet christ, woman!!
S
John: Damn Skippy.
S: I’m not scary!
Coming soon to a theater near you, Heather VS the bad bus lady XIII
Oz: Nature Trail to HELLLLLL in 3D!