Trapped in the 70's

I came across this guy while riding a bus in Denver.  I'm pretty sure he is stuck somewhere between the 60's hippie, bra burning days and the end of disco.  I'm also convinced he didn't know where he was.  He was holding an unlit cigarette and had a grand total of 3 teeth.  He was wearing a hilarious red leather jacket, one black glove, bell bottoms and no less than 5 inch tie dye platform AND healed shoes.  He was a real peace of work.  Something about him screamed "I DID WAAAAY too many drugs!"  If he wasn't on the bus (probably a good thing for everyone) I'm sure he would be hauling ass down the road in a Trans AM listening to ABBA.  This guy should be considered the eighth wonder of the world.