reminds me of something you might see at Burning Man. I want to go to this year. 

pigtailsandcombatboots:

This bus represents me. The red glow is my rising blood pressure. When it reaches maximum containment, the bus assumes the form it inherited from the gas line (bloodline) of “Christine” and will begin human eradication of those within “Workforce Management” (the generic name they give the department that approves schedule-related stuff”.

Bucket Express