In college, one of my buddies was a spoiled rich kid. His parents bought him a brand new GTO for his high school graduation present. One weekend, we decided to head down to NOLA for a bit of partying. His dad gave him a Playboy Club Key Card (probably collector's items nowadays) so we hopped in his Goat and headed down to LoosyAnna. Our first stop was Iberville St. to hit the Playboy Club. We went in, ordered a drink (served by a bunny) and quickly decided the place wasn't for us (too many old farts). We guzzled our drinks and decided to head for Bourbon St. Now, we were only at the Playboy Club for maybe 15-20 minutes and his GTO was nowhere to be found when we walked outside! Like "Gone in 60 Seconds"! I know we somehow partied our asses off, but what's really weird is, I have no clue how we got back to Tennessee ... OR if he ever got his car back! I'm drawing a total blank here.