One day a female with an Indian accent called me about owing the IRS and what they will do to me. They did not know I know the IRS process.
Anyway, I played along and chatted with her nicely. Then I proposed a dinner date and I will bring the check. She handed it to a guy who asked for the money. I told him I don’t deal with fags. He gave me a long cuss down!
Few weeks later the broke up a ring in Thani, India. I used to visit that town frequently when I lived in Bombay.