Last week was the last week of school. Everyone got their yearbooks on Tuesday. That means I was signing yearbooks for pretty much 3 days straight.
I hate generic signatures.
"Have a good summer!"
"Come see me next year!"
"I'm the first one to sign your crack [written on the seam of the book.]"
So I tend to change it up. A lot.
Sometimes, I invent things that never happened.
Sometimes, I draw terrible pics about books we read.
Sometimes, I draw terrible pictures about hunting.
Oftentimes, I digress about a person's name for 1/2 a page.
So if you want me to sign your yearbook, be warned:
I will sign your yearbook. [nods head] I will sign the crap out of it.
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