In 1986 a guy mugged one of the most famous people in TV news, all the while shouting “Kenneth, what is the frequency?” And that's only the beginning of the story.
The late 70s. Drugs. Terrible rock music. Jack Palance. Andy Warhol. Even more terrible disco music. A nerd getting doused in baby powder by a semi-nude maid. I'd go on, but this frightening description is making Cocaine Cowboys sound more interesting than it actually is.
As I was going on my merry way near the Commons a nervous-looking fellow came up to me and asked me, "I got mushrooms, you want to buy some mushrooms?" Not catching on right away, I answered, "No, thanks, but do you have any peppers?"