For a vehicle to be bus, its wheels must always be going forward, except to stop to pick up more passengers, or at stop signs and traffic lights as was ratified in the International Bus Accords at the United Nations in 1967.

The wheels and wheels-motion of bus are irrelevant. The aesthetic value of bus far outweighs its use in lugging people around from stop to stop.

I thought we would have gone over this in class? I can’t find anything about this in my notes. I know bus goes round town, but the wheels themselves? I’m not sure.

Bus must be 35-40 feet to efficiently transport the public. 30 feet? 45 feet? I would laugh, but public transportation is not a game.

This is a trick question, because there is no “best” length for bus. Bus can be a few inches long or 100 miles. The beauty of bus is in its infinite forms—the agony and the ecstasy of not knowing if you’ll fit, or if you were even meant to ride on bus in the first place.

Were we supposed to bring a calculator? I wasn’t told we were supposed to bring a calculator.

Many studies have shown that beer shouldn’t be allowed on bus. It could result in harm to the passengers, or even worse, bus itself.

A reading from the book of Bus answers this moral quandary for us: “Using his hand to gesture toward the door, Peter cast the sinners from bus, and lo, bus did honk its horn in gratitude.”

98? This feels like a trick question, but I am going with 98.

I’ll tell you what the dean of the Massachusetts Institute of Bus told me on the day I graduated: Bus is about going from point A to point B, where the “A” and the “B” both stand for “bus.”

The Bus Institute of Art taught me that bus isn’t about where you’re going, it’s about where you are. And when you’re in bus, you’re in bus. When you’re not, you’re not. You take those experiences and craft something for the world to enjoy, not just use for its wheels and seats.

I’m only a sophomore. I don’t even know if I’m going to stick with studying bus. I’ve been looking at switching to asset management.

When you’re behind the wheel inside of bus, people say “Hello.” When you’re behind the outside wheels, people say “Watch out!”

There is no difference. The construct of the circle is a lie we’ve agreed to tell ourselves so that we can visualize bus, as the true undistilled form of bus would drive even the most brilliant scholar of bus to madness.

I swear we had a visual aid for this on the practice quiz.

Absolutely not. We must take the study of bus out of the Dark Ages and apply rational thought to bus. Bus was created by man, who was created by bus.

Bus scripture tells us that God created bus, and he only created man to tune bus up when bus breaks down. He created animals to cheer man up when bus drives away from man.

I’ll just take the F now.

Train is dangerous and shouldn’t be trusted. Bus is safe, so it’s not going anywhere.

Bus is bus. Train is train. No need to choose between the two. Both can thrive in our hearts and minds.

Bus…is plane? Is that right?