Can we re-title the thread to places you've met a Devils player? None of these places are really that strange.
Anyway, I met Palms 3 years ago at Daveys in Montvale. Really nice guy, shook his hand and even got a pic with him.
Well, there was this one time I was elk hunting in northern Manitoba and we had been sitting in this frozen perch for what felt like days. When all of a sudden my partner signals to me that he actually has a moose in his sights. I proceed to pull out the binoculars to get a better view of the shot but can't see much as the lenses had frosted up. As the beast lumbers nearer I draw my rifle and peer though the scope. With the formidable creature drawing closer, and with the anticipation of the kill almost overwhelming me, I hear my friend cock his shotgun.
Not a moment had passed when the animal came in to full view. And there it was, in all of its majesty, glistening in the Canadian sun. A bare chested, pantsless, Johan Hedberg.
With the reflexes of a minx I grab my friends shotgun and attempt to coax the naked creature over by playing rock n roll part 2 - his widely accepted mating call - at full force through my vuvuzela. Much to our delight this sound was completely irresistible to him and he advanced towards our tree.
Upon greeting us he proceeded to snap another tree in half and ignite a fire with his feet. We enjoyed a wonderful feast of wolf's bowels and fermented seal toes until well past dusk while lamenting about the cultural lexicon known as Newark, NJ.
When we arose from our slumber, the ferocious yet precarious mammal was nowhere in sight. Counting our blessings that he perhaps had a more desirable food source in his midst we packed up camp and made the arduous journey back to Hazlet.