5 cars followed each other and Garvin purposely drove right into a dead end... we all had to back up which took 20 min as Garvin screanmed "back up, baaaaack up, we're on a dead end you idiots back up......."  He was also known for letting air out of a green worker's tires. In those days drinking/driving were not a big issue; though I never should have I downed 11 tequila sunrises and drove - safely - back to my home in Berkeley.  They were all wild at the bars, especially Valiant, and the guys were often getting recognized though the biz then wasn't as popular as now.

The Great Fuji also played ribs; he used to always think of something for Don Muraco. I sometimes took my shoes off to relax before announcing and Fuji would hide them until the last second while Id run around "Where'd I put my shoes???" Fuji would say "whassa matter you, got no shoes?? Canta finda you shoes huh???" Next time bringa two pair okaay?"

Shire hated when someone chewed gum and cracked it. I'd crack my gum and he didn't know who did it. "Who the hell is cracking their gum I hate it" he'd yell. I'd say "Not me Roy; must be one of the boys" and I'd crack it again.