Monday, July 2, 2007

Willy Knerd

Anyone Hungry

How Sweet

Thursday, June 21, 2007

sayes who


I is the NUmber one bus driver in this whole country


It was a sunny afternoon. I was driving an egged bus (a two-piece bus with an accordion in the middle) next to Moore Lake.
Suddenly a goose made an emergency landing on the road in front of me. I ducked the goose, but the back of the bus broke loose. It cut across the beach, scattering scantly clad, screaming sunbathers, before making a splash-landing in Moore Lake.
In the front of the bus, I lost all hydraulic power, along with the control of my reverse thrusters, and crashed into the home of Ima Jumpin.
When the bus came apart, a passenger, 103 year-old Mae B. Critical, fell out and bounced several times before striking a dog and a tree simultaneously.
Resulting from the accident: There's a shiny-new diving platform in Moore Lake. Ima Jumpin has a new conversation piece in her parlor. Mae B. Critical is. The dog is suffering from bouncing-elder phobia, and gets nervous around trees. The goose is okay, but has been grounded until its flight recorders can be examined (they want to know why the down fell).

ha ha hahaha do you know were I live....