Tuesday, October 28, 2008

Tuesday story corner.



The Bicyclist

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Chapter One: Weight limits.

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Once upon a time there was a little boy who wanted to be a bus driver when he grew up. He would ride his trike for hours, up and down the sidewalk on his block, and make a pssst sound, pretending it came from the air brakes, as he stopped to pick up passengers. Sometimes when fat Cindy got on for a ride, the little boy did not have the strength to peddle hard enough to carry her, so he made Cindy get off the back of the trike, claiming there was a fire on the bus. Cindy got really mad and so then the little boy decided that driving a bus was not for him. He stopped bus service entirely.

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Chapter Two: Crash on grass.

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When the little boy grew up, he bought a 10 speed bike and rode it everywhere. He rode to work, and to friend's houses; down to the river, and in the summer he took long rides in the country. He often imagined that he was flying a plane or driving a race car as he rode as fast as he could peddle. One day while he was riding in town, the young man became distracted admiring how blue the sky was on that particular morning. As he turned a familiar corner, not paying attention to anything other than the beautiful blue sky, he found himself unexpectedly upon the hood of an oncoming car, his bicycle all bent out of shape. Surprisingly the young man was unhurt. As the driver of the car stood screaming at the bicyclist, the young day-tripper just picked up his bike and walked home.

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The End.

5 comments:

  1. Bikes were ordained by heaven. Cars are from hell. It's that simple.

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  2. Golly, Glad you ended up okay, after all you taught me how to blog.
    Other wise I would be cleaning something right now. You ,sure have issues with fat girls. Did one beat the crap out of you as a kid or something?
    If you get to heaven ,and everyone is fat , I am oh , so gonna laugh at you.

    I made a little video for you , it is nothing really.I got my husband ,and my brother to sing the words for me, it's about how I feel about myself. I hope that you enjoy it. I was originally made the year that I was born. What were you like thirty by then?

    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=loWrI1FneSM&feature=related

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  3. I didn't know angels wore spiked heals, and barely there attire, I only thought that Catholics wore this kind of clothing for Mass. Where did you find her?

    Maybe it's a "Fly Vegas" advertisement. You know like a visual example for patrons to see that what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas ,except for the cooties they stay with you forever.

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  4. http://belindabensonsbrain.blogspot.com/2008/10/how-do-you-like-your-slurpee.html

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  5. is that 'lady' on the wing really Cathy?

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