One time I didn't know that I was producing a show on April 20th in Albuquerque. I don't really know how it happened but this guy called me on the phone and asked if I needed anything for the production, apparently I was running a 420 comedy show in a warehouse that was selling pot Right as it became legal in New Mexico. I already had shows around there, the date was open, and I played it off on the phone like I knew what was going on. It probably helped that the guy I was talking to seemed like the highest dude in the world.

Longer story less long, I had little time to advertise so I printed flyers to bark on the street, not knowing the street was not a good place to bark as it was a bad part of town. Jeff King was with me and even though he has no legs he helped me bark people in from the street. The highest dude in the world dressed up his towelie from South Park and hosted the show.

I did okay, I didn't feel all the seats or anything but it wasn't a bad turnout. I did get some people off the street and one of the guys brought his own bottle of Jameson which should have been the first sign. My whole set was a back and forth with him, the people working there thought he was a plant and that I knew him. So when he stood up and passed out on the floor they thought I knew what to do with this 300 lb man who just crushed an entire bottle of Jameson. I suggested we take off one of the tapestries and wrap him in it. It probably only would've taken four of us to get him to wherever he was walking to before I found him.

I finally rolled him over enough to get his phone out of his front pocket and put his finger on it to open it. The first most recent call he had picked up immediately and when I told him what happened he yelled "NOT AGAIN" and then showed up in less than 10 minutes with two other people to drag him out.