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When I was 19 I was in a band with this really strange kid. He was super charismatic though, and just seemed to make friends with anybody he met. One of those people happened to be this 40 year old bus driver. We went over his place one time to smoke a joint, and he showed us his grow room. This was in like 2005 or so, so all very illegal. He got in my face about not telling anybody and how I better not be a narc. Anyway... Then we ate some pot brownies and watched a movie. The brownie I ate wasn't doing anything so I ate another and learned a very important life lesson about edibles. If you're not feeling the first one, don't eat the second one. I was high as fuck. Banished to the shadow realm, some might say. Took a few hours to regain my composure and walked home. It was a weird fuckin night.
So yeah. Probably anecdotal but "what do school bus drivers do when not driving a school bus?" - grow weed, and eat pot brownies with teenage punk rockers and watch movies.