We're toking all night, and other people are packing my piece cause it's a bong, and nobody else even has that inside the venue. Some guy walks up with a light and says, "You're coming with me."  I'm like, "No." He says, "Oh you must work here to get that in," and I'm like, "No i'm just a fan," and i run away, never to see him again, thank god too. later

- Man of the Hour