So this guy finds a bus in the woods…

When I was a kid, I used to like to go over to the neighbor’s house when they weren’t home, and pretend I was driving one of the “project” cars in their backyard. I came home smelling of motor oil and sadness, but maybe that’s what kids were supposed to smell like back then.

Many years later, my brother Buddy told me that there was a car in the woods behind our house, and he and his friend Danny actually drove it around back there until it got stuck on a stump. That sounds like a great day for them.

(NOTE: the blog this is supposed to link to is gone, sadly)