>>51108082That bus dose "had" a driver!
I know the driver of that bus all too goddamn well. For you see that bus and it's driver... ARE THE SAME PERSON!
It was years ago, back in 'nam, the sick shit I saw that bus do still wakes me up ina cold sweat to this very day.
We all hated the charlies, we lost a lot of good men in 'nam but that bus... he went to far.
The things I saw that bus do and the way he did 'em... it was insanity.
Let me ask you something, do you know what a tiny little Vietnamese child looks like when it's
become so full to bust with Strawberry Cotton Candy Surprise G-Fuel™ that it quite literally explodes?
It shouldn't be no surprise, it aint pretty, it's an awful way to die. But that bus, he just didn't care.
He kept scooping up Strawberry Cotton Candy Surprise G-Fuel™ in one hand and Vietnamese
children in the other and stuff'n em full until they exploded into a surgery rainbow of cotton candy and Asian flavored gore.
As he did it he'd yell "SHOOBIE DOOBIE" We never found out why, he'd just yell it every time he murdered an Asian child with caffeinated koolaid marketed to man children.
I hear that sound in my nightmares, you know? "SHOOBIE DOOBIE" followed by screaming in that goddless commie Asian boy language those gooks love so much.
It got too much for us men, we tried to stop him but he turned on us, you see that bus is a born warrior.
He made short work of us, he knew our weaknesses. And once defeated, he raped every single last member of our entire platoon.
Then he just went back to his work, blowing up more Vietnamese children.
>SHOOBIE DOOBIEahhhh!
BOOM!
>SHOOBIE DOOBIEghaaa!
POP!
I don't mind telling you I cried like a baby that day at the sheer madness of it all. I didn't think that bus made it out of 'nam, I didn't want to believe it.
I tried to tell myself he faced divine retribution out there in that green hell.
But deep down I knew, I knew I was lying to myself... for you see
I WAS THAT BUS! 
