My first trip to DragonCon, thanks to Art. I loved it, actually, defiantly my favorite convention. Can’t wait for 2010!
I don’t know these people, in fact I only know one person who I took pictures of. All I do know is that this man’s bazaar knowledge of the lesser works of JRR Tolken, made the con GREAT! Thanks strange man for boring Art to tears by debating the 1st Age with two guys who have no idea what you were talking about. God bless you sir.
This was the table I was at all weekend. Art– the dude who got me there, Larry– the dude who was seemingly in charge, Some British chick who gave us cookies and dressed up everyday (sometimes twice a day). Man she could push them shirts. Bill Thomas was not available, but like Elijah we kept his seat available.

Welcome to Atlanta
Art welcomes me to Atlanta properly. Hot syrup? Genius.

Anime Chick and Elven Jedi
Chunky Jedi Elf uses Jedi mind tricks to get laid by French maid. Best part? In the morning free turn down service.

GungHo joins Cobra and sells his soul for a three some.

Best Ghostbusters we saw, and we saw lots.
We were surrounded by GhostBusters for the entire Con. They just stood around talking about cars and sports. Lame! I saw tons of ghosts! These two found a ghost and proceeded to put their hands up it’s ass. Remember when GhostBusting was more about busting than fisting?

G-Force!
I don’t know much about G-Force, but I know that this guy rocks!

Sinestro! GO YELLOW AND RED!
This was not a costume, it was the REAL Sinestro! He created a giant top-hat with his ring, and asked for bus money. Apparently, crime really does not pay.

Star Wars all over
Slave Girl Leia runs amok as a storm trouper hits on a blue tentacled girl. Female Han looks for Twinkies.

No wonder they call him Super-Man
So Superman has let himself go… that’s understandable, human or not he is like 60 or something. But more distracting than anything else is that the baggier super suit can’t hold back Superman’s massive member. It was like he was smuggling Krypto in his front pocket. Lois Lane’s vagina must be stretched out wider than the 405.

Princess Monoki!
This was just cool! I can’t wait to see 400 Ponyo’s running around next year!

Star Trek unamed crew live a life of fear.
Everyone knows that when you beam down to a planet you bring: Spock, Bones, maybe Checkoff, and a couple of nameless pawns in red shirts to draw fire. That’s why they are dressed in brightly colored red shirts, and why Scotty was never allowed to beam down.

Who is this? A nurse with a key?
Anime? Steam-Punk? I don’t know, all I know is people should dress like this everyday.

Ok... another nurse... and the asian Marylon Manson?
This is what you get with a single payer health-care plan! Just ask Germany. I prescribe 2 aspirin and 5 hours of humiliating sex acts.

Found him!



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