Bus Stop

“How did you get to this island?” asked Spectre. “You didn’t come with me, and I didn’t tell anyone I was coming here.”

“I’m not sure,” pondered Sprite. “I remember waiting at a dirty bus stop next to a lobster with breast implants. One was a crusty bus station, and the other a busty crustacean.”

They chuckled together. Sprite squeezed Spectres shoulder. “Please, don’t walk up the road.”

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