This afternoon Bex and I had a movie matinee date. He liked the film. He LOVED the popcorn. Most importantly though, he got a cool little souvenir: the ticket stub. (Forgive the photo quality. My phone can only do so much.)
To quote my Dad, “Looks like a secure storage place… easy to keep an eye on.”
What? Don’t you store your ticket stubs between your toes?