Hey dude, I remember that. We were standing behind him in the hot dog line staring at a hot chick and then Devon kept going "Stroke my weener it's so firm and juicy" or something and we kept throwing him out of the line. Then finally he said that not realizing a little kid was right next to him and we kept threatening to tell the kid's parents unless Devon brought us our drinks the rest of the night. That was awesome. Then we saw the destruction derby and kept hoping a car would explode but it never happened. I think we went there again with Devon but I don't remember for sure.