You can have 'em if I can have the Caddie!
LOL. Years ago, wife and had came over the Grapevine to the Bicycle Club in Bell Gardens to play poker. We were walking through the parking lot when an apparition got out of a fuzzy velvet Caddy. He was a black guy dressed in a purple outfit, his bell bottom pants had to be flared a couple feet, a purple yellow lined cape, the damdest big purple hat topped with a purple peacock feather three feet long.
We stopped dumbfounded as he strutted by with his gold topped cane held in his purple gloved hands. I actually looked around for the movie crew and Dirty Harry, but they were not in sight.