When me and my friends at the pizza, Jim, the busdriver started turning the bus around.
“I forgot my polo shirt at home, kids. We’ll have to turn around.”
As so, with that, the bus made a complete U-turn and made it’s way back home.
the old woman was sitting in her rock chair. She stopped for a second to look at the man who stood before then went back to weaving her wool blanket.
-John. she said without looking up.
-Yes? he replied.
-Will you pass me my dentures? she asked.