Originally posted by gofaster
No tales of practical jokerage?
No tales of pilots' girlfriends getting upset at another pilot's camera taking pictures of her knee? No long walks on the beach consoling said girlfriend after leaving the con in a huff?
What kind of con was this? A Presbyterian get-together?
I remember at the '98 WB Con, we shared the hotel with another convention for vampires. They'd walk around with their arms crossed and when we asked them why there were walking like that, they said it was because with their arms cross they were invisible. So whenever we saw one of the vampires walking around with their arms crossed, we'd purposely bump in to them and then say we're sorry because we couldn't see them. I also remember being really, really drunk at 4am and with some of the Rogue Gryffins, some of my ex-MOL squaddies and some guys from other squads trying to steal the pool table from the vampires so we could play Crud in the War Room. Then someone pulled the fire alarm and we all had to evacuate the hotel. Was really funny seeing a crap load of drunken con goers plead with the firemen to save the kegs in the War Room.
It was my first and last WB Con and it was a fun 3 days for me and I also made a few hundred bucks selling what was left of the CH gear I had brought along with me.
Ack-Ack
