An ancient mariner wearing his bell bottomed wranglers and blue monkey jacket and watch cap, rolls gently into the parking lot. His Dodge Challenger convertible stops, and he turns off the mighty enginess throaty roar, the place becomes conspicously quiet as he shuts it down. Muttering to noone in particular he approaches the Juke Joint . Kids! huh livin proof a mind is a terrible thing to wase.....Well I'm back from surfing with my buddies the Beach Boys, those guys are always surrounded by Bay Watch type babes and thats the life fer me mates.... Ahhh Cheeseburgers and coke just what the old salt needs right now.....searching his pockets for change, he wanders to the juke box and puts on Good Vibrations.. sits down and attacks the Mighty Mbo Burger with cheese.. Ketchup, lettuce and Tomato nothing else mate his usual order. ( he always gets a kick out of the way yanks say tomaeto)Yeah this place is a bit of alright...