Headed the ball and either punctured it or left such a hair gel mess that both goalies filed a protest.
This might be funny IF Benedict was anything like that. Honestly, Patrick – like him, don’t like him, WHATEVER!!! No excuse for making up stuff to fit your narrative.
Blind-spot mirrors on the front corners (so the driver doesn’t lose track of some short kid crossing the street in front of them) and the hinged STOP sign on the side. Those came in widespread use, ummm…. maybe 20-25 years ago? Inside… the short seatbacks with hard rail/frame went out 35+ years ago – went to higher seatbacks & no rail (idea being in a crash, less hard things to slam into, less likely whiplash, less likely kids going projectile over the seat in front of them)Greater push for seatbelts on schoolbuses came sometime later.
Modern school bus exterior – retro school bus interior
Turtle In Paradise, perhaps?Otherwise, maybe my remark a few days ago about Tales Of A Fourth Grade Nothing was prescient, though that book doesn’t seem to be on the Newbery lists.
There are (to my mind) four grades of incense – AAA, B, D & F.B is the common “Okay, it smells like incense when they pass by.”D is mysteriously capable of burning almost invisibly and unsmellable, and you really hope your church has a CO detector.F is “scrap tire fire”AAA is the rarest and best. I’ve only encountered it a couple of times. It smells so good you want to eat the smoke with a fork.
I don’t doubt the summit was very tiring. For the bit of good it did do, though, there’s also damage from the delays and ignoring issues.
If Mark hadn’t jumped the gang to 6th grade, he could’ve woven this storyline in with Heart having Tales Of A Fourth Grade Nothing as a reading assignment.
Fantastic! I don’t remember ever seeing this one!
…also, what was it? Flash-forward? Fever dream? “home-remedy”-induced pink elephants?