Red Skelton Show
In 1958, a tourist bus pulled up to Red Skelton’s grand Beverly Hills estate, right as he was watering his roses in polka-dot pajamas and fuzzy slippers.
A woman on the bus gasped, “That’s him! That’s Red Skelton!”
Thinking fast—and never one to miss a performance—Red dropped his hose, waved dramatically, and yelled, “You’re just in time for the deluxe tour. No extra charge—unless you want snacks!”
The bus driver, thinking it was all part of the show, opened the door. Tourists filed out eagerly.
Red led them through the front garden, pointing out fake landmarks.
“This here,” he said, gesturing to a birdbath, “is where Frank Sinatra once tried to sing to a squirrel. The squirrel was unimpressed.”
He took them past the pool. “This is where I taught my goldfish to do synchronized swimming. Unfortunately, they formed a union and quit.”
At the end, he stopped in front of a giant hedge shaped like a duck.
“And this is my topiary therapist. He listens, never judges.”
The crowd applauded, thinking it was a comedy act.
As they boarded the bus again, one man whispered, “Best five bucks I ever spent.”
Red waved goodbye, then looked at his duck-shaped hedge and said, “You really do need a trim.”
And that’s how Red Skelton accidentally gave the most entertaining tour in Hollywood history—pajamas and all.