Desertbus.iso

= THE BEGINNING =
One day, I was looking for a really good game to purchase on Steam. I was looking in the simulation section, when ,suddenly, I came across a bus driving game. It was called Desert Bus. I thought it would be a rather fun game where you completely wreck shit with an attack truck. I didn’t give a crap about the price of the game or the description. or the snapshots. or anything. So I downloaded it while my account got charged infinity dollars. The icon was just a clipart of a bus. I got a journal and began to write about it while I played the game for a trollpasta that will most likely will go unrecognized until it gets categorized and sooner or later deleted.
= JOURNAL =

= Hour One =


So I’m playing Desert Bus. I’m just kind of driving down a straight fucking road. It’s possibly the most fucking accurate simulator EVER.


= Hour Two =


Okay, so I’m still driving down the fucking straight road. There’s no pause button, so I gave up for a while.


= Hour 3 =


So, I looked up gameplay videos. Apparently, you drive down a straight road. So I booted up the game again and began to play. I began to ENJOY the game. It was beginning to be fun. I enjoyed all of the time I had to piss my pants and eat playing Desert Bus.


= Hours 4-6 =


The game began to get a little weird, it began to get a little wild. At about five hours, instead of it being completely straight, there was a curve! This wasn’t supposed to happen. At hour 6, three bugs splattered on my windshield! It was so fucking abnormal. I shat my pants. But since I’m retarded as balls, I kept playing as more drippy diarrhea coming out of the holes of my shorts


= Hour 7-11 =


My GOD. OH MY GOD. OHHHH MY GODDDD. The game got really scary. There were more curves, and people were trying to attack me, so I actually had to use STRATEGY and THINKING. It was very spooky. I almost had a brain attack from thinking. Then, a bunch of bugs splattered on my windshield. But instead of it being green, it was a little splatter of hyper-realistic blood! I got so spooked I sharted my pants for life!


= Hour 12 =


I did it. I got two points. I must stop playing this game before I become intelligent. I MUST DELETE IT.


= Epilogue =
I had to delete it. I was becoming more intelligent and strategic. I couldn’t delete it.  I got my assault rifle and shot up my desktop. But then as I got up, there was a steering wheel. I was driving a bus. I was driving a desert bus.