Busted for sneaking into the drive-in movie. Circa late 50s early 60s.
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Doing it with class in that 59 Chevy
That trunk is bigger than my first apartment
There ought to be some old-timey word for guys like this, like skeen frinker or kosh belly. I dunno. Help me.
Did they charge by the number of the people in the car?
Cars used to have so much trunk space.
The first movie I remember seeing was at a drive-in. It was The Shining and I remember my mom made us ride under blankets in the back of her Vega station wagon. Ooooh, the good times.
I don’t see what the problem is. There’s no need to charge for the guy in the trunk, there’s no way he could see the movie from in there.
The drive-in that we went to charged by car.
Drive in agent Frank Snyder is a snappily dressed veteran of the trade, he’s seen things you would not believe.
We did that in the 90’s!
You put the beer in the trunk, your buddies climb the fence
It also happened in the 70s, just like that, At One drive -in we could drive in late with the lights off and park and watch the movie. got caught at that too.
Never was caught sneaking in like this. Damn that trunk is huge.
Stay gold Ponyboy…
When I was small kid we used to hide under blankets on the back floor of the car.
‘59 Impala there, we did it in the late ‘70’s in a friends Chrysler New Yorker’s trunk
Guy must have had the tail of his shirt peeking out of the trunk, like in Thunderbolt and Lightfoot.
Is that Lee Harvey Oswald???
He looks like Lee Harvey Oswald
Man, that rear end is about as derpy as they come. What’s with the bumper lips?
Lookout dude! He’s got a tie & a flashlight 🔦
Why go to the Drive-In at all? Just fill the trunk with water for a kiddie wading pool.
I worked at a drive in, and our female manager would write down the licenses of cars with only one person. Then she would get either myself or the other snack bar guy, to go check the cars. Well one night she goes up to a car, no one in the front and she knocks on the window. The couple in the back were in mid coitus and quite surprised. The manger didn’t bat an eye, but asked for the ticket stubs. Well the man started clambering around for his pants and found one ticket. But by this time they were so flustered that he threw some money on the ground and they left.
my friends and I love harmlessly fucking with people
when we were teenagers, we went to a drive-in theater. there were two of us in the car when we paid at the booth, but we paid for 3. when the attendant looked at us confused, we said “oh, there’s one more in the trunk.”
Now, that is a big trunk. It holds a tuba, a suitcase, a dead dog, and a garment bag almost perfectly.
But seriously, I’d like to take that trunk on a date to Sam’s Club.
That was a rite of passage when I was a teenager. A family owned our local drive in, and if the husband was at the gate it was easy peasy. Not so his wife, who routinely busted us. But all that happened was that the people in the trunk had to pay. They never called the cops…