I have a good one for you. Back in about 93-94 I was bartending at this Steak and Seafood Restaurant in Madison Wisconsin. When I got to work the owner asked me if I could keep a secret. Natuarally I said "Of course I can!". The owner told me that Cindy Crawford was in town for a cancer benefit and she'd be coming in around 7pm. I immediately went to the phone and called all my friends so they were sitting at the front door when she walked in.

When Cindy was done with her dinner I went into the kitchen as the waitress was holding up Cindy Crawford's credit card saying "I have Cindy Crawfords credit card". I grabbed it out of her hands and stuck it down my pants and rubbed it all over my dick and balls. It was funny as hell. I think I'm the only person in the world that has done that.

Also, Chris Farley was from Madison and he used to come in there all the time with his mom and dad. He would come up to me and ask for a Jack Daniels and Coke and then say "Put it in a soda glass and if my mom asks tell her it's just pepsi".

I remember the last time Chris Farley came into the restaurant was an cold, rainy, sunday afternoon and he walked in all alone. He looked like he was strung out on coke and hadn't taken a shower in a week. He sat all by himself in the corner and ordered a Jack Daniels with a heineken chaser. When he left I remember telling the other co-workers that he wasn't going to be around much longer. Sure enough, he died shortly thereafter.