I'm not posting the tweet on here, but Rovell probably made the worst tweet of his life this morning. Here's a headline: Darren Rovell Posts Graphic Unedited Version OF JFK’s Assassination Video At 7:30 AM On Twitter And People Were Mad
love to break down the brand value of a president being assassinated what impact did this have on dallas tourism, darren?
Darren Rovell should be studied by medical students to show the effects business school has on the brain of a man with a rare form of autism.
Banks used to send checks back once they were cashed as a receipt. Jordan cashed the $5. The bank sent it back to the guy who wrote the check with his monthly statement so he could balance his checkbook.
First, I'm not stanning for Rovell. The guy who wrote the check sold it for $12k. Jordan cashed it for $5. The bank sent it to the endorser after it was cashed. The guy held on to it for 35 years.
He didn’t. Here’s what Darren meant: A $5 check paid to UNC junior Mike Jordan in 1984 for winning games of billiards was sold tonight for $12,000 by the guy he beat through @GoldinAuctions—35 years after the bank sent it back to the guy who originally wrote it after Jordan cashed it.
Jordan could have easily washed the check in 1984. Now, it would have bounced I'm sure if he wrote it for $12,000. You can tape up the signature part. Soak the check in nail polish remover to remove the ink. Scrub it down a little bit. Put it on very low heat to dry it out. Write twelve thousand. Boom easy $12k. Frank Abagnale type shit
I love him sprinting halfway across the bar to prepare for this majestic leap into the pillows where he got about a half inch off the ground then leaned into them
what kind of bar has a stack of pillows in the corner? did he plant those there for that exact purpose?
Darren looks like the kinda guy who would proposition the youths to “come rap with me about Jesus, brother!”
Terrible content. He’s managed to go from irrelevant content that some people would have a slight interest in to just shit that’s a waste of time. I couldn’t care less about his picks.