Showing posts with label Stan the bus driver. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Stan the bus driver. Show all posts

13.1.09

on .." The freak show and it's passing thru the Valley of the Shadow of Death " part 22 " Jesus and Lil' Moco drive a bus"



...Stan screamed : " NO !!!!! you gotta put in the clutch...
ohhhhhh- ooooooo ayyyyyyyyyeeeee
my poor baby..!! ", trying to teach Jesus to drive the bus.
Jesus screamed : " Ayyyyyyyy - Ayyyyyyyyyyeeeeeeeeeee !!!! "

Lil' Moco sat on the lap of Mrs. Sherry Kilinstine from Houston, Texas,
" ... So, your a friend of Jesus ?. Gosh he's a bit different than
I expected him to look like... Sorta a dirty hippy really..."
Lil Moco's thought about biting her, for loyalty's sake,
but she had a nice lap, and Lil' Moco's liked the way
she scratched him behind the ear...

Stan screamed on.
Jesus couldn't co-ordainate...
" Clutch... griiiiiiiiiiind. Ok, clutch, eeeeeee-ase it into first...
GRRRRRRRRRRRIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNNNDDDDDDDDDDD !!!!!
" AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH !!!!!!!!!! ",
Stan screamed.


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©jlp 2009 " on... The freak show and it's passing thru the Valley of the Shadow of Death" pts 1-23

23.12.08

on .." The freak show and it's passing thru the Valley of the Shadow of Death " part 19 " Stan the bus driver, a miricle, and Death..."



"...The last three rows are for smoking...
...There will be no questions answered by the bus driver...
...Please sit down mamn....
...PLEASE SIT DOWN MAMN!!!!...
...The next sound you hear will be a shot Mamn...."
mummbled Stan.

Jesus awoke some where around Pelzer.
Stan, the bus driver was as tanked up on speed
as any man Jesus had ever seen.
Jesus said... " lighten up Stan..."

...Walking up the isle Jesus looked at all the passengers
strewn about the seats that where not at all built to the human form
a leg bent around here...
both arms wrapped around the seat in front...
Stan was grinding his teeth,
Stan alway's ground his teeth.
He had 34 years behind the wheel of a Graydog bus.
He hated driving the bus.
Stan never slept. 
Thus the emotional hiroshima...
Off the bus there was Stan, leaning aginst
the guard rail, smokin' a Camel.
Jesus said:  "... You look alittle freaked out
I'm Jesus, Jesus of Nazereth, Pennsylvania..."
Stan said: " I hate drivin' that bus. I hate 
all the Mrs. Meyer's of the world. Can you imagian
92 eyes on the back of your head for 8 or 10
hours. Their thought's ripping into your head
" Are we going to stop soon driver...?"
" Are you sure this is the right bus to Cleveland...? "
"...LET MY PEOPLE GO !!!!!! screamed 
that crazy guy.  I'm driving along, singin' a little
Bob Dylan to myself, when this frickin' guy 
wakes up screamin'. Freaks out the whole bus,
and Stan's gotta go deal with him.
Brave. It's not really my thing.
I come from a long line of cowards, 
Country second , maybe third...!!!
that's my family motto....
...You look alot like Jesus, did you know that ? ",
asked Stan lighting another Camel.
It was just then Mrs. Meyers stepped
her large self off the bus.
She turned, causing the gravity of the Earth
to shift a bit and saw Stan speaking with Jesus.
Jesus took this as a sign from Dad,
making his way outta that scene...
Mrs. Meyer said : " BUS DRIVER !!!! 
I want a word with you..."
As the Earth shook with each large 
Mrs.Meyers step, Stan pushed his hat 
back on his head a way's and lit another Camel
snappin' the Zippo closed with a flick of his wrist.
Be well todo mundo,
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©jpl2008 " on..." The freak show and it's passing thru the Valley of the Shadow of Death" pt.1-18

on..." The freak show and it's passing thru the Valley of the Shadow of Death pt 18 " Stan the bus driver's story...


  Stan the bus driver had been a " loyal employee " 
for thirty years. So, " why the hell do I drive this god forsaken 
freak route, got damn Lake Charles to NY city !!! Damned freaks !! FREAKS !!!! ????"
Stan drove on, after all he, was a professional.

" DRIVER !!!!!!" shouted Mrs. Meyer, from Albany sitting in the fifth row.
" Shouldn't we be stopping anytime soon...? she shrieked. Mrs Meyer did.
Stan winced and said nothing.He'd learned it. " Ignore it Stan, It'll go away..."
" Driver !!! " shouted Mrs. Meyer...
Stan had taken to pointing at the sign mounted beside the fan
" DO NOT TALK TO THE DRIVER " it said.
But she started to squeeze her large self outta the seat...
Stan thought..." No. Don't do it. Sit back down. No, don't keep coming...
No Mrs. Meyer you don't want to do this...STOP please .
The next warning will be a shot, please return to your seat and enjoy the view.
Thank you. Bong- bing-bong...."
Then she was there.
" Driver, Are'nt we supposed to stop soon ? Regulations say..." 
" THAT'S IT !!! ", growled Stan, the bus driver skidding the bus to the edge of the hi way.
Stan turned in his seat towards a shocked, but well, Mrs. Meyer...after all,
Mrs. Meyer was married to Mr. Meyer, whom was a panicked driver.
She had grown used to skidding, sliding and sudden stops. Bracing for the worst
was Mrs. Meyer's forte. Stan, the bus driver reached down into his Samsonite overnight bag
stored behind his seat, and retrieved his Camels and the Zippo.
Slowly he stood up, turned and faced the passangers and said...
" Smoke 'um if you got 'um ", and walked off the bus into the warm 
South Carolina evening..." Freak's", said Stan exhaling...

Lil'Moco's said: " Now there's one of the more stressed out brother's 
we've seen in awhile hummmm ? "
Jesus said: " That poor man, I'm going out to talk to him..."
And Lil' Moco's said : " ...of course you are...",  turning circles around and around
finding the warm spot...


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©jpl 2008  on..." The freak show and it's passing thru the Valley of the Shadow of Death " pt. 1-18