Hate taste test, hell yes

Last night I went to a bar called Trailer Park. It was set up like a trailer park. The television was playing some Anna Nicole porn. "Oh, that's the style of porn that I make, too," I said, pointing at the television. Maybe it was a lame joke, but it was definitely a joke.  

"I totally called it! You make porn!" said the only male at the table, who is a co-worker that I have spent all of two weeks getting to know. He was serious.