And I think I saw you at VacantLotCon but I try and avoid the paper bag of shame. It’s the only way I can stop myself from asking “hey, paper or plastic?” and no one likes a smart ass.
You know, years ago a friend of mine and I almost accidentally started our very own “BasementCon”. No, really. We were planning a party at her house, and I jokingly suggested that with the people we know and the number of them invited to the convention, if we got a few more people involved we could escalate this event from Party to Con… of course, being the excitable type, she was off like a rocket on this idea. Fortunately, I managed to stop her right before she started trying to contact Dustin Diamond/Screech.
Hey, it’s raining, you need to Get In The Back Of The Van!
And I think I saw you at VacantLotCon but I try and avoid the paper bag of shame. It’s the only way I can stop myself from asking “hey, paper or plastic?” and no one likes a smart ass.
You know, years ago a friend of mine and I almost accidentally started our very own “BasementCon”. No, really. We were planning a party at her house, and I jokingly suggested that with the people we know and the number of them invited to the convention, if we got a few more people involved we could escalate this event from Party to Con… of course, being the excitable type, she was off like a rocket on this idea. Fortunately, I managed to stop her right before she started trying to contact Dustin Diamond/Screech.