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down each side of
the track, and arching over so as to almost hide the sun-light
from above. True to his word, a few minutes later the driver
pulls up outside a small wooden farm-house located at the end of
the track. "I'll just go inside and check the rest-room's clean.
You can't be too careful with these farmers", he says, winking.
Shortly after entering the cabin, he walks out, two men
accompanying him. Both are huge, dressed like lumberjacks and
carrying axes, and have a mean look in their eyes as they survey
the yellow bus. One approaches the back of the bus, and lifting
his axe, strikes the rear tyres. With a brief hiss the passengers
feel a bump as the tyre bursts, and one of the pretty, young,
mothers screams. The axe-wielding giant walks round and repeats
this with the other tyres, until the bus is rendered completely
immobile.
The bus driver climbs in, and picks up a microphone. "Kids,
Ladies, you've just been kidnapped. I know you're all rich -
shit, I know the fees you pay to send your little darlings to
Francescas! Now, Joe, Frank, and myself, are coming round with
this bag. Take off your jewellery, and get your handbags ready.
If I catch anyone holding back, their little girl gets
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