I'd rather be the strange person on the lift.
Back in the 80's, when I was living in Summit County, when me and one of my roommates would ride the gondola at Keystone together, we would talk jibberish to get reactions from people. Just really non-sensical sentences that had no sense. We would just start up with things like:
Me: How's trees many finger hoard?
Him: Olly frufru when it's 90
Me: But then miggie would squander brighter lamppost
We'd just go on until the end of the ride, or on some occasions, usually with people closer to our own age, they would catch on and join in.
another tale of being the bad guy was the first time I went to Whistler. I went with just a buddy of mine. He had a couple of Motorola Business band radios with speaker mics that we clipped to the fronts of our jackets, with the radios burried deep in our coats. At one point in the middle of the day, the people were coming out from lunch, so the lift at Harmony was packed, so we rode as singles. I ended up 2 or 3 chairs behind him. He was sitting next to a mildly attractive blonde woman. So I started on the radio in a low tone.. "heyyyy, you're hoooottt! How's it goin, babe?" At this point, I had her attention, and my buddy would start just making excuses, and it would be obvious that it was somone on the other end of the radio, so I continued, pretty loudy with "Hey man, she's HOT, ask her out! What's her name? My buddy really likes you, and made sure to get on the chair with you!" I got hammered when I got off the lift, but it was a riot!