snottlebocket

Unforunately the sky is not cooking happiness for me. It's cooking wet shoes and wet clothes. And the smell of wet dog. Everywhere..

I usually find it's the girls that are REALLY hardcore into comics that freak me out. As do most guys. But again, having said that, i've always found normal people in amongst the masses. Walking into comic stores creeps me out sometimes, just because of the customers that might be there aswell. The ones that have to squeal when standing in line for a signing by an obscure author that like only 5 people in the world know; as if they're meeting that Twilight guy. Ehhhhhh.