Originally Posted by buzzpat

Sometimes I drive home on the PCH thru Malibu to avoid the rush hour on the highway. I often see local talent. Funniest thing ever, though, was driving home on a Friday night. Stopped at a stop light, looked over at the car next to me and it was Gary Busey totally stoned and hair spiking in all directions. He sees my uni epaulets and thinks I'm some sort of chief of police or something. He snapped to and put his hands at 9 and 12 on the steering wheel.

LA. It's so weird I love it.