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a man driving a tour bus through yellowstone park finds more than he bargains for.

Submitted: October 20, 2017

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It was 10:43 in the morning in 1978 and Mr. Gordon had just passed the sign for his destination. "Yellowstone: 5 miles" it read, with the infamous "Warning: Bears" posting right below. Mr. Gordon, or 'Butch' as his friends called him, sighed. He had been driving his tour bus for well over ten years, and this was more than his five hundredth time seeing this park. Sure, the first time an individual witnesses the majestic beauty it really can be breathtaking. Around the fiftieth? Not so much. Butch pulled the buses walkie down and uttered into the mic "Yellowstone three minutes. Everyone please get ready to exit the bus". As the microphone snapped back up due to its elastic bungie cord, it accidentally recoiled, hit and then cracked the "No shoes, No Shirt, No service" sign next to his radio. He sighed again "Another shoddy day".

Butch pulled the bus up to the drop off point, and he swung open the doors with a pull of a lever "SLAM", and everyone soon poured out. People of all sorts were on this trip, from the kind, widowed elderly women who had nothing better to do than travel, to the typical asian tourists you find on any trip to a destination of importance. Butch waited until everyone was off the bus before he pulled again on the lever, closing the doors with a loud "SLAM" and then drove out of the way of the next oncoming bus. Butch's job was relatively simple; drive passengers to where they want to go, wait for them to do their activities, and then take them back home. Sometimes, due to bus scheduling at the time, he would drop off a group and then pick up a different group to take elsewhere, but this was not one of those times. No, this time he would have to wait the four hours until his group was done with their guided tour of the park.

As Butch pulled up into his designated parking place, he pulled the lever an additional time and "SLAM" opened back up the doors. As was common in the time period, the bus was not equipped with an air conditioner unit, so the slight breeze Butch got from opening the doors was the best he could get. He tilted his chair back a little and pulled his hat down over his eyes. "Might as well get some sleep" he thought to himself.

It wasn't too long after he drifted off that he awoke to the sounds of screaming. He pulled his hat back up and looked up the trail that was leading to the parking lot. Butch saw well over thirty people running in a group down the hill, all with frightened expressions and whitened faces. They all seemed to be checking over their shoulders for something, but Butch couldn't tell what it was. He sat up in his chair and tried to focus on the trail. Butch saw a few more people running over the hill when he spotted her.

A beautiful blonde, around twenty years old, with curly long hair and an outstanding figure, came running down the hill straight towards his bus. "Help! Somebody Help me!" She screamed. Butch was so stunned with her charm he almost didn't notice the bear. An absolutely huge, ugly brown grizzly, basically the exact opposite of the woman he was chasing, was right on the poor ladies heels. She sped down the hill with the bear not far behind when she noticed the bus Butch was on. Butch saw a look of hope glance across her face as she sprinted for the buses open door.

Right as she was about to hop on the bus "SLAM" Butch shut the door on her face. With the bear not far behind, all she had time to ask was "Why!?" to which Butch responded "I can never let someone on this bus with a bear behind" as he pulled the hat over his eyes and promptly fell back asleep. 


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