I've always enjoyed pretending these little fliers were treasured like concert posters...ahh vanity. I can't wait to autograph these advertisements at the opening...ahh dilusion. How about this...
Fold one of these little ego-squares into a paper crane and bring it to the show. Place it in an open hand, present to the person standing to the right of me and exclaim, "This little bird is only a dead duck!" I'll reward this action with an equally ridiculous reaction.
