The contents of a man’s wallet is said to speak volumes of his character. Mine weaves a tale of adventurous exploits and impromptu derring-do!
Here are some gems plucked during its cleaning that, once mined from the dark canals of my wallet, are now deemed national treasures.
Clockwise from top to bottom:
1) Slightly erotic (?) Slam Dunk holographic card. That title looks weird now without the crucial second M.
2) Some backstory. About 5 years ago, when I should have been book-learning, I left my NES on for two days straight playing Data East’s meisterwerk, Rampage. I wrote my score down and it’s been gaining age (and value!) behind my debit card ever since.
3) Supercuts card. I never got enough cuts there to be awarded their most excellent bonus cut.
4) My Beautiful Men’s Club card, created around 199x.