A story about Michael Jeffrey Jordan
okay, so i was somewhere between 5 and 7 and i was visiting my soon to be cousins(a bunch of ritsy stuck up pains) in california. we were having a lemonade stand and they drove by. There were two other people in the back of the limo sitting beside him so there was never really any physical contact or anything. at the time, i didn’t quite realize who he was, so i wasn’t that excited, but man, if i would have seen him a few years later, i probably would have fainted