Chicken Bus III

Damn. Imagine waiting for your school bus, and what rolls up but ten tons of Bluebird steel, glistening blue with hot licks of orange flame all spitting up the hood. That would be sweet. Or at least, sweeter than plain yellow, and your correspondent would argue, for safety's sake, more visible, to absent-minded drivers sharing the road.

On the other hand, maybe the puberty-stricken boys of the back seats of the bus would prefer the following take on the traditional "reclining busty lady" image of a million chicken buses and mud flaps: the "in full flight busty Superwoman" image.