I drew this last October, but I up and inked it last week. A block away from where I work is a real kick-ass body shop specializing in jacked-up auto body kick-assism. In warmer months the rear garage-door is usually open and I can see the dudes hangin out on the ramp as I drive by in my bitchin' Dodge Caravan. Above is the dress code.
If I had a cane, I'd wag it those mega-ne'er-do-wells.