People like the guy in the second strip are the main reason I can’t go to Nerd-o-con. I don’t want to be arrested for stealing the money their mom gave them for Nerd-o-con. I know their poor mother just gave the cash to them so she could get her 35 year old son out of the basement for a little while so she could have kindly old Mr. Handly that she met at bingo over for tea and fucking. Dude, why you gotta cockblock your mom?
Plus, the nerds might wet themselves if I put them to the wall and exclaimed “Your money or your life!”. That could be fun. And there are the chicks dressed all skimpy. I’m not one to pass up checking out a hot chick dressed as slave Leia or some sort of mostly undressed anime thing. Maybe I could find others like me so we could go to Nerd-o-con together and scare the cheeto-eaters.
We could be modern day highwaymen. Jak? How about it?
So we’d be something like Brick Cassidy and the Hemmorhoid Kid?
Only more drunk.
Oh for fuck’s sake… I thought you were done mocking me….. I …..go…….cry…..now……
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dammit man…. why did i know you people then…while i was in maryland…. buggers!