Last weekend Nicky picked me up at her house (in our car) after I had dropped Arthur's work vehicle off at their house (he was over the limit).
So we wound the windows down and turned Neil Diamond up full blast and drove slowly down the Nightcliff foreshore, stopping to ask (yell) several people if they wanted a lift.
And if this wasn't bad enough, with Kentucky Woman blaring, in an 8 seater people mover, arms hanging "cool like" out the window we drove slowly around the jetty car park which was full of teenagers, giving them the peace sign and asking them (again, yelling really) how they were - what's crackin? How'z it going? Sup?
The only thing that would have made that any better was if one of our teenagers happened to be down there with a bunch of their mates.
We laughed so hard we nearly wet ourselves. Embarrassing? Yep! Fun? You bet it was!