Not even a fabricated story.

I was waiting in a line at will-call years ago. Two VERY fat-bottomed blond girls in jeans knocked on the door nearby. Somebody official opened the door. "Can I help you?"

Some of us snickered. "The utter gall of these two! Let's hear their pitch anyway!"

"Hi. Les told us to say we were here."

"Sighh... Who are you? (Rolls eyes) Uhh, okay. Wait here."

We all laughed. "LOSERS!"

Two minutes later, the door opened again. "Alright, go down the stairs and turn to your right."

Us waiting in line: "Wait, WHAT???"

(Completely true story.)

Huge Primus/Claypool fan ever since.