There was never a child so lovely but his mother was glad to get him to sleep. Ralph Waldo Emerson

If you haven't time to respond to a tug at your pants leg, your schedule is too crowded. Robert Brault

Whats driving a bus like? Seventy of your kids in the back seat going to town. Mr. Brandon

Friday, December 4, 2015

“Disco on the Bus”

After a few minutes on the bus your friend and mine, Mr. Mucus, pulled his head into his jacket and zipped it up so his head was inside.  In a few moments he started yelling, “Go, go, run.”  The other students around him asked what he was doing.  He informed them that he was watching a ball game on his big screen TV.  He continued to yell for his team until the game was over.  At this point there was a pause and then he said, “All right,” and start moving around in the seat in a circular motion.  He must have been aware of the questioning eyes that were now looking at him and he replied from inside, “I’ve turned on the disco ball in the dance room.”  He gyrated around a number of times the movements getting larger and larger until he hit his head a good lick on the seat in front of him.  He fell back in the seat, knowing that we were concerned a voice from inside called out, “I’m not dead.”  Then it was followed by, “I think I’ll go back to watching television.”

No comments:

Post a Comment