.....forgotten the time that five frat bros decided to pull the ultimate stunt, and we drove to our annual National Meeting butt ass nekkid, all the way from California to Denver, Co. We even got out ofthe car at the motel we stayed in. (The manager was a lady with a college kid, so she went along with the stunt, pre-arranged of course) And yes, we got some really weird looks from all kinds of folks. And to prove the stunt, we took pics at several stops along the way. A state trooper in Henderson Nv. was the only one who stopped us, but after we explained the whole story, he advised us to wear blankets, "to keep from getting cold," smiled, shook his head, and walked back to his cruiser.