My aunt Bessie has one of those three wheeled bicycles you see old folks cruising around on sporadically, he lives right near the beach in a cute little retirement community of about five thoUSnd senior citizens. This locale is like it’s own little town, with shops, a post office, even a motion pictureplex. Aunt Bessie thought he was going there to die, but with a little help from me he is having the time of his life! She and I hatched a little plan to help out his friends, and make a nice little profit at the same time. Now when he pedals his three wheeled bike around town, he is laboring as a cannabis delivery driver, making stops to a lot of people who can’t get out and about anymore, then part of me thinks that the old folks lake house is sort of like school, where popularity matters, because Bessie has been so healthy and gleeful since he started weed delivery. She gets a lot more exercise, spends time in the sun, talks to dozens of people a day, and has full access to all the weed products he wants! To be clear, this is not a proper plan of profit sharing, Bessie just gets the cannabis products from me at our cost, and all profits he makes he gets to keep. It isn’t our plan to use this old guy as a cannabis delivery mule to make currency off of her, this is something I am doing to help her. I definitely should take a cut, though, because he is making a killing!