I once tried to get in to see the Bobover (there can be only one just like MacLeods) but I couldn’t so I decided to open up a Kretchmeh in the middle of nowhere that way I’ll be able to see all the Rebbes I could ever want. The only downside is that I’ll only ever see them in the middle of the night.
PS Two thirds of the above story is true.
On a related note, one of my favorite true Rebbe stories is the one about the Naroller who went to shamayim every year and missed the first night of slichos. One year some misnagdim decided to follow him to find out where he really went. They saw the rebbe leave his house through a back door without his shmoyneh b’goodim and go into the forest. They trailed him and saw him chop wood in the forest and carry it to a cottage where a sick widow was living with three children. He took the wood, built them a fire, and cooked them a meal. When the misnagdim got back to town they told everyone that the Naroller was not ??? ????? but “much higher.”