The REAL Magic School Bus, Part I:

Mar 17, 2006 07:31

It was the twelfth grade at Walkerville Highschool. I was of course entirely stoned before Science class, not paying attention to a damn thing, my desk pressed tightly against that of Phoebe's, my girlfriend of quite some time. She was reading some fucking book on animal rights and bitching about SADS (Students Against Desert Scarcity) when SHE ( Read more... )

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anonymous March 17 2006, 16:16:19 UTC
thought you might enjoy this:
http://myspace-251.vo.llnwd.net/00574/15/23/574793251_l.gif
love,
phoebe

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bishop610 March 17 2006, 18:11:20 UTC
That's creepy. No one should be naked on that godforsaken bus of nightmares. Don't comment on my journal anymore.

-Brian

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jeffiner86 March 17 2006, 16:57:21 UTC
I always pitied Arnie.

I think this is my favorite line: "And for the first time in my life, I saw Carlos try to hang himself with his bookbag straps."

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bishop610 March 17 2006, 18:12:18 UTC
Yeah, 'cause Carlos was always trying to make jokes, and just seeing her again in his almost-adult form would probably make him want to die miserably before ever rationalizing that those crazy field trips really happened.

-Brian

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bishop610 March 18 2006, 01:40:43 UTC
I can't believe no one's commented on my use of calling the Frizz "Ms. Cole", the real life woman who the Frizz was based on (Also the author). Oh, and I sodomized D.A. at the junior prom, for the record she was the innocent one and I put her in a sado-masochistic relationship with DUH DUH DUH, me.

That's golden.

-Brian

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