This was Bob Hope's turf, Frank Sinatra's, Spiro Agnew,s... After a lot of bad noise, they decided they will let us in for nothing, provided we didn't make a lot of noise. And, didn't smoke. Wow!!! Double Wheezer!! It makes you behave like the village drunkard in some early Irish novel...total loss of all basic motor skills: Blurred vision, no balance, numb tongue, the mind recoils in horror -severance of all connection between the body and the brain. Which is interesting, because the brain continues to function more or less normally...you can actually watch yourself behaving in the terrible way, but you can't control it.