Secret Diary of Our Bus Driver
While rooting through everyones personal belongings on the bus (one of my hobbies) I came upon a diary from our bus driver. Here’s the last entry.
6/24/09
Dear Diary,
On the road to Sweden.
The band and crew seem to enjoy the new coffee maker and don’t suspect that I have poisoned the coffee beans. It is a new exact poison that won’t ruin the organs. They should all be dead by friday and I’ll meet with the hungarian organ harvesters. Most of their livers are shot but I think the rest of the organs will fetch a high price. I also have a man who will buy all their computers and electronic trinkets. Then we’ll dump their empty husks in a swamp, except for the fat one who has many tattoos, I think I’ll make a kite out of his skin. Had the Schnitzel on the ferry today, it was surprisingly good.
did you never noticed the lampskins in the downstairs lounge?…on the left table is actually Bon Scott
Funniest post of the trip! Oh, wait…it’s true? Gee…