When my drugged-out former neighbor tried to enter into my apartment wearing only his underpants one night, he kept asking me if I was "playing that game", the one "everyone [was] playing".
Though he couldn't pull it together mentally to specify which game he was speaking of, since it was the summer of 2016, I deduced that he meant "Pokemon GO".
I assured him there were no Pokemon to be collected from my bedroom and he went on his way.