Left At Union Station

“If you fly to CA and go with me to comic con, I’ll go dressed like a school girl.” — The original terms of my deal with the devil.

It was there I was complimented on my “authentic japanese socks”, then asked to have a picture taken, and whether or not I was over 18 by an old creepy man with a camera.  Jay quickly said I wasn’t and dragged me away before I could continue my conversation with him.

What a cock block.