When I arrived, there was no table, so I considered just holding our sign and throwing the horns for eight hours straight.
At first I despaired that there would be no cosplayers at this Con, but then I saw this rabbit:
I played “pelt the rabbit in its big white head,” then got — oh, just watch the video.
Then, there were Elvises. When I write “Elvises,” my eyes see the word “Penises.” I think that there might be something wrong with me.
I drew eleven dinosaur doodles last night. Alas! I have no scanner here!