A friend of mine toured Vietnam on a motorcycle. His father (and the sons) owned several restraunts in Japan.
He recounts a story where tired of the traffic cops shaking him down, buys an old Army uniform. Little did he know, it was a General's uniform.
So he's riding around with a paper sack sitting in the motorcycle basket with Thai sticks poking out the top. For those that don't know, these have religious connotations.
Cop stopped him, no ticket once he saw the uniform.