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Had a buddy in the Navy who used to do his "Spoon the Clown" routine for children's homes and hospitals; he was out on one of those gigs one day, his car broke down, and he called me for a ride back to base. I had just bought another car - a 1960 VW Beetle, thankyouverymuch - from one of the officers in the squadron, and hadn't had time to change the sticker on the bumper (officers have a different color so the Marines know to salute it). So, I pick him up, we smoke our lunch on the way back to work, and Spoon - who is still in full clown regalia except his squadron ball cap - snaps a quick salute BACK at the Marine at the front gate.
Base security stopped my car before we were 200 yards from the main gate. They brought the dope dogs out, who were of course going nuts ... but there was nothing for them to find in the car or on us. They ended up writing me a ticket after threatening to charge me with impersonating an officer. I probably wouldn't have even gotten the ticket if I hadn't pointed out that I was not responsible for the car impersonating an officer ... and thank gawdamitey there was no piss test for pot in the good old days.
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