I ran into Marco Rubio in the Jacksonville airport in March of 2011.

He was walking through the terminal alone.  My stand up comedy friend, Jimmy Labriola (Home Improvement) and I were returning home from a tea party we had spoken at the night before, where I had exchanged a photo for a button.  Of all the buttons I could choose from, I chose the one that said, “Marco Rubio, 2012.”

Rubio walked past me.  I did a double take.  I paused and then, turned around, ran up and tapped him on the shoulder, “Are you Marco Rubio?!”

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