Well, my mom had these invitations from work to go "meet" the Utah Jazz basketball players. I was invited, so I went with my family.
The lines were fucking long as hell, so I decided to go harrass the Jazz Dancers instead. Besides, they're much prettier. I decided to have them sign my $1 bill.
Here are pictures:
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(The Bear signed in the middle on the face...)
(The two sigs on the back are Jazz players that were in a short line.)
And yes, that is a link to SG.com on my dollar. I got in the habit of doing that to all of my paper money, and that is just one of my marked bills.
The lines were fucking long as hell, so I decided to go harrass the Jazz Dancers instead. Besides, they're much prettier. I decided to have them sign my $1 bill.
Here are pictures:
Click for larger image
(The Bear signed in the middle on the face...)
(The two sigs on the back are Jazz players that were in a short line.)
And yes, that is a link to SG.com on my dollar. I got in the habit of doing that to all of my paper money, and that is just one of my marked bills.