Tenth grade, me and my friend had rode our bikes with our pads up to the Wendy's near our local park. We had our food and were sitting at our table, when we noticed a very attractive half asian half latina worker eyeing us up. Brace faced and with my smelly pads, I was wondering what she was up to.
Eventually, she comes up to us and asks us if we know who Clyde Singleton is. I had met Clyde once before, when he came up to our local straight from the beach, and borrowed my board to do a beautiful back smith on a declined quarterpipe in a pair of flip flops and wet swim trunks. So, we say yes, and she starts telling us he is her boyfriend. Explains to us that he's quite well endowed, and then says she's gonna call him so we can talk to him. Before we can protest, she has him dialed up, and we proceed to fumble through a conversation with him that he was very not interested in talking to us for, before she got back on the phone. Nice guy, though it was clear he was only nice to appease his chick. I think we did a lot in the way of confirming in her mind that he was actually a well known professional though.