A friend went to South America for a vacation and brought me back a small figurine that I hung on my rearview mirror. It was dark red, had horns, wings and a tail, a goatee, an enormous erection, and one foot was bright yellow and like a duck's. As soon as I put him up in my car I started to get lucky parking, and named him Parking God. I was in a Club waiting for my girls and it was happy hour, so I knocked a few back quick. Turning to the guy that was trying to make eye contact, I said " Have you ever heard of Parking God ?" He said no, so I proceeded to make up this off the cuff story that PG ( The deity that delivers ) was waiting for anyone getting an unexpected great parking spot to say " All thanks and praise to Parking God." You would then get great spots more and more often, never forgetting to thank him. All PG wanted in return was that you spread the word. My girlfriends picked it up and soon it was our staple barfly gambit. Oh, those were the days. Oh , I wish that dress still fit.