I lived for a couple of years with a fake Pennsylvania license printed on the back of a check. The "commissioner of public safety" signing the document was named B.S.Really. It got me into the Plugged Nickel which required attendees to be at least 25 to keep the riff raff out. Mr Really allowed me to see Coltrane (twice), Miles, Monk, Wes, JOS, Horace, etc.