A year and a half ago in Beverly Hills, I saved the life of Stan Lee when he walked in front of my car and I braked to a stop in time to not hit him. I told you about that here.
About an hour ago in Beverly Hills, I was driving along and a man talking on a cell phone stepped out onto the street where he shouldn't have…and I did a fast brake manuever and avoided hitting him. I thought for a second it was Stan again. The man's posture and silhouette reminded me of Stan and this was about half a block from Stan's office…
…but it wasn't Stan. It was, I swear to God, Larry King.