Uma Thurman gots some big-ass feets and hands.
When I worked the night shift at BK, I used to let this creepy dude named Charles clock out to use the phone when it was slow. The phone wasn't supposed to be used for personal calls, but no one ever called us that late, and I didn't like answering the phone anyway. Yeah, so Charles would be on the phone for long stretches of time. I figured it was something to do with a woman, but I wasn't sure what.
Turns out Charles was calling 1-900 sex lines. D'oh! He was doing it on everyone's shift, though, so I didn't get fired. Dagnabbit.