Wednesday, July 28, 2010

My Problem With Comic Con...

Here's the deal. I don't have a problem with people who like comic books and enjoy a Star Wars flick or two. I don't mind someone who's always had a child like wish to possess a super power, you know to be invisible or fly. That's all good and dandy, but there is a point, a very define point in which the child like whimsy turns into just plain crazy. Ahh yes I am talking about the tragic exploration and fanaticism of everything fantasy. I'm talking about the creepy nerd fest that is Comic-Con. Please if you know anyone who wishes to partake in this sad,sad,sad event of people dressed in Wookie suits and capes with ultra tight spandex even when they weigh in at 300 pounds.If you have any compassion for that shell of a rational person. Please do as follows. Place one hand on there shoulder.Extend the other as far back as you can. With all the godly power of the mighty THOR( you know from Marvel's THOR issue 76 ) slap the sense back into them and tell them these key words. YOU ARE NOT COOL, YOU FOOTIE PAJAMA WEARING, LIGHT SABER WIELDING, TEAM JACOB SUPPORTING, LIVE LONG AND PROSPERING JOKE!

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