back in the 60s we hung out at a Steak & Shake called circle Steak because 5 streets all met at this circle round about. Well, back then a new manager took over and he was a real weenie. No loitering, no getting out of your car, leave when your through eating and so on. Well we concocted an American grafitti payback. We got a group of cars to circle around a couple times to get in line and the first car to pull in the parking lot made a big deal of backing in the first spot next to the street. While this is happening the second car was halfway in waiting for the first guy to get parked. This gave me a minute to pour a gallon of white house paint through the rusted out passenger floor boards and allow the line behind us to grow. Well we finally drove through and every one following. By the time we went out the other exit and came back 15 minutes later there was a white strip at least 5 feet wide all the way across the lot. The manager was out there livid mad, veins in his neck i thought would pop. Walks over to my brother who was the first car making a big deal of parking which caused the backup and says you dont have paint on your tires so you had to see something. To which the reply was " didnt see a thing, just eating my burger". Priceless.