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September 19th, 2007

Dragon Con 07 Hurt Part 2 (Loves Last Hope)

This has nothing to do with nipples.

11 Responses to “Dragon Con 07 Hurt Part 2 (Loves Last Hope)”

  1. Crazeyal Says:

    What IS it with you and long dstance driving? I’ve done the trip from NYC to SC in a DAY!!! sheesh..

  2. BrickJAK Bouncerpants Says:

    Moo’s eyesight is … well about as functional as Jaime’s sanity. So he freaks about driving … a lot. Like a lil girl freaks about spiders.

  3. Moo Says:

    I should technically be insulted by that but that really is the best simplification of the combination of my poor eyesight coupled with my painfully low self-esteem about pretty much everything i do (this time specifically my poor ass driving skills).

    bravo.

    fuckface.

  4. Crazeyal Says:

    I’d like to point out that your POOR DRIVING SKILLS have gotten you from NYC to GA multiple times.

    TAKE THAT LOW SELF ESTEEM!!!
    POW!

  5. Moo Says:

    actually, driving out of new york city would be an amazing feature in and of itself. however we came from docile buffalo (complete other end of the state). last year i did all the driving and almost got us killed. this year i did little driving and jak wouldnt let me drive on the way back since i got a case of vertigo at the end of the con (long story, turns out i’m motion-sensitive and an entire weekend of elevators will fuck you up that way).

  6. Crazeyal Says:

    Hoo boy.. I can see the script now…

    Moo: I’m okay to drive!!

    JAK: … that’s.. that’s a mailbox… I think I’m driving…

    Moo: … in my defense.. same genetic makeup..

    JAK: It’s an R2D2 mailbox!!!

    Moo: oOo0oOo welllll… *plop*

    (unseen from street level)

    Moo: …COMIC!!

  7. Crazeyal Says:

    WHERE’S MAH COMIC?!?!?!?!

  8. Squirrely Says:

    Due to technical difficulties; in Moo’s head, the comic will be delayed a week.

    Please tune in next week for some naked dancing cows.

  9. PuckLass Says:

    Naked dancing cows? Sign me up!

  10. BrickJAK Bouncerpants Says:

    one by one we bite the dust
    we kick the bucket and begin to rust
    give up the ghost when our number’s up
    we all fall down

    ashes to ashes bones to paste
    you’ll wither away in your resting place
    eternity in a wooden case we all fall down

  11. Moo Says:

    calacalacutacuta aaaaaaaaa oooooooo aaaaaaa ooooooo
    curry nom nom curry curry nom nom curry curry

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