BIG BUS CRASH I think its fair to make the title ominous- Pseudo Mad Libs Style We were on our way from Sihanoukville to Phnom Penh via the _________ (deluxery, aristocratic, creamsicle) mobile. The highway is freaking ____________(insanity, code red terror alert, a walk in the park with level three sex offenders, walking through hell in a gasoline suit) We were being lulled to sleep by the (gentle, regal, mellifluous) blast of the horn, three times a minute. Suddenly and without any form of warning, a honk came along. This honk wasn't like other honks, it wasn't short toot toot, or long piss off your annoying me honk. But rather (sweet jesus, I'm driving a 35 ton bus where's my rolaids?, or my pants are wet, all of the above) honk. Enough with the pseudolibs. The
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