Bus Driver From You Know Where...

So, I'm over at the lovely Julie Hulet's house today and had the experience of a lifetime.
Picture this...we are in my car, waiting at the stoplight right in front of her house and suddenly we hear/see a school bus going about mock 8 around the corner from the frontage road. I really think that it was on two wheels for a minute. We see in the driver seat the quintessential bad A., in a black t-shirt with cut off sleeves, big guy, bald head, goatee. The bus stops tittering, he barley makes the turn without tipping over, and then he barrels on down Park Avenue again at warp speed. No children were hurt or actually on the bus.
Best part about the whole thing...Julie and I were both staring in unbelief at the bus/driver driving by, then we looked at each other (both of our mouths were open and huge eyes) and busted up. I guess he was running a little late. Hilarious!! Crazy bus driver dude, feared by children, despised by suburban mothers, and loved by me.