Knife-Wielding 'Bus Surfer' Ah, another scorching day in the life of a shade-hunter. There I was, desperately seeking shelter from the blistering sun, when my trusty 'big brother'—the double-decker bus next to me—offered his shadowy embrace. A perfect day to be on the road, or so I thought. But what’s this? Over the border, my colleagues are grappling with a knife-wielding ‘bus surfer’? Now that’s a plot twist worthy of a summer blockbuster! Imagine, riding the rear of the bus like it’s some kind of public transportation surfboard. I can already hear the theme music: “Surfing USA” meets “Psycho” in a strange, bizarre remix. Driving my bus, I notice the usual: people sweating like they’re training for a marathon, the scent of sunscreen and fast food mingling in the air, and that one guy who thinks deodorant is optional. But today, my mind’s abuzz with this rogue rider news. Every bump on the road feels like a drumroll, and I find myself peeking in the rearview more tha...
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