Where's my Con? Is that my Con? It goes, "<bleep> Beam me up Scotty!" It is the Star Trek Convention! Watch out for that Klingon! That's not my Con!
Where's my Con? Is that my Con? It goes, "<whippppp-crack>!!! <whippppp-crack>!!!" It is the Leather G-String Bondage & Fetish Convention! Don't stare at Mistress Candy! We said: DON'T STARE! That's not my Con!
Where's my Con? Isthat my Con? It goes, "Swap your Number Three Broad-headed Extra Long for my old brass Imperial?" Oh no, it is the Pin Collectors' Convention! Don'tfall asleep! Wake up! Wake up! That's not my Con!
Where's my Con? Is that my Con? It goes, "open *wide*!!" Ouch, it is the Dentists' Convnetion! (or maybe the Fetish Convention again) Didn't I tell you not to stare at Mistress Candy?! That's not my Con!
Where's my Con? Is that my Con? It goes, "What time does the bar open?" It goes, "Have the seamstresses kidnapped Terry again?" It goes, "We need some people to transport this sheep, *right now*." It goes, "Is the bar still closed?" It goes, "The signing queue is *how* long?" It goes, "Why, Candy, I didn't know you were a fan, too!" It goes, "Everybody: bar's open!" It also goes, "Baa! Neigh! Oink, oink! Cluck! Hruugh! Hiss!" And of course it goes, "Where's my Cow?"
*That's* my Con!
Created by the slightly frightening minds of the people at last year's Jennifermeet in the Netherlands, and featured in DWCon06 Chronicle Vol 4 Iss 3
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Date: 2006-02-21 06:50 pm (UTC)Where's my Con?
Is that my Con?
It goes, "<bleep> Beam me up Scotty!"
It is the Star Trek Convention!
Watch out for that Klingon!
That's not my Con!
Where's my Con?
Is that my Con?
It goes, "<whippppp-crack>!!! <whippppp-crack>!!!"
It is the Leather G-String Bondage & Fetish Convention!
Don't stare at Mistress Candy! We said: DON'T STARE!
That's not my Con!
Where's my Con?
Isthat my Con?
It goes, "Swap your Number Three Broad-headed Extra Long for my old brass Imperial?"
Oh no, it is the Pin Collectors' Convention!
Don'tfall asleep! Wake up! Wake up!
That's not my Con!
Where's my Con?
Is that my Con?
It goes, "open *wide*!!"
Ouch, it is the Dentists' Convnetion! (or maybe the Fetish Convention again)
Didn't I tell you not to stare at Mistress Candy?!
That's not my Con!
Where's my Con?
Is that my Con?
It goes, "What time does the bar open?"
It goes, "Have the seamstresses kidnapped Terry again?"
It goes, "We need some people to transport this sheep, *right now*."
It goes, "Is the bar still closed?"
It goes, "The signing queue is *how* long?"
It goes, "Why, Candy, I didn't know you were a fan, too!"
It goes, "Everybody: bar's open!"
It also goes, "Baa! Neigh! Oink, oink! Cluck! Hruugh! Hiss!"
And of course it goes, "Where's my Cow?"
*That's* my Con!
Created by the slightly frightening minds of the people at last year's Jennifermeet in the Netherlands, and featured in DWCon06 Chronicle Vol 4 Iss 3
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Date: 2006-02-21 08:00 pm (UTC)It goes, "We need some people to transport this sheep, *right now*."
Somehow I get the feeling that Flossie will be remembered for a long time.