I seriously thought I was on that show for a second when I was down in Key West for Fantasy Fest.
Some dirty hippy asked if he could use my phone real quick when I was in the bar Fat Tuesday. I said yes and told him to have a seat, but then he wanted me to follow him over to the outside section because of the loud music.
He takes forever talking to his buddy and then it seems that he's on hold and starts asking me about my calling plan and shit.
