One day (yes, it starts out with this mediocre, mundane cliché),
Gohan was standing at the bus stop, waiting for the bus to come pick him
up. He paced back and forth anxiously, growing more and more impatient with
every delayed moment.
Five minutes passed and Gohan saw the bus coming down the street in his direction. He stopped pacing immediately and stood still, tapping his foot on the ground.
The bus got closer, and Gohan remained. Then closer, more, and closer still, until suddenly, the bus ran him over!! A short bus full of retarded kids flattened the boy like a breakfast pancake!!
One kid was leaning his head out the window and was shouting "Blaaahhhhhh! Nyahhhh! Mnnllllaaahh!! Heeeyyaaahhhh!!! Haaaahhhhhblaahhhh!"
The bus drove away and left Gohan on the ground, dead.
Five minutes passed and Gohan saw the bus coming down the street in his direction. He stopped pacing immediately and stood still, tapping his foot on the ground.
The bus got closer, and Gohan remained. Then closer, more, and closer still, until suddenly, the bus ran him over!! A short bus full of retarded kids flattened the boy like a breakfast pancake!!
One kid was leaning his head out the window and was shouting "Blaaahhhhhh! Nyahhhh! Mnnllllaaahh!! Heeeyyaaahhhh!!! Haaaahhhhhblaahhhh!"
The bus drove away and left Gohan on the ground, dead.