Have a goofy Halloween everybody! October has been really fun and I’m going to miss it dearly! ;_; Here’s a big post of spookiness to celebrate its last hours! (before it returns to the grave ooOOOoo-cough)
vine #1: “They say if you look at something for long enough, you’ll start to love it. [shouting] WELL I’LL BE SHOVING MY COCK IN THE FUCKING BRAKE LIGHTS”
vine #2: “Americans drive on that side of the road. But in England, on this side of the road, you sit here and [shouting] DO FUCKING NOTHING.”
vine #3: “Do you wanna live in London? Do you wanna live life in the fast lane? [shouting] GOOD FUCKING LUCK FINDING IT AHH.”
vine #4: “Here’s another joke. So this American guy walks into a bar. Then an Australian guy walks into the bar. Then a English guy–well, he can’t [shouting] FUCKING MAKE IT.”
vine #5: “You can’t just blame the foreigners for traffic, you can’t even just blame motorists for traffic. Sometimes it’s [shouting] FUCKING SANTA CLAU–”
i truly believe this guy’s vines will be the cause of death
The humble fan convention can either be an example of the incredible power of fiction to bring people together, OR it can be a filthy shrieking window into the true depths of human awfulness. The entire endeavor is a testament to the organizational skills of con staff and volunteers, but when things go wrong things can go VERY, VERY WRONG.
Here's 8 stories of con-goers who did not have a very good time: