If you're going and you'd like to meet up, just say hi or tell me in person how I'm the worst thing to happen to Sally Forth since Sally Forth, this is what I look like:
I will probably not have the dog (since it's not mine). I could bring my cat but she's 17 years old. Plus, I'd look crazy if I did. Unless I did so while dressed in the standard comic convention Princess Leia slave girl outfit from Return of the Jedi. I do think I could pull that off, though. I have the legs for it. That is, if I shave first.
I should shut up now.
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Look for the guy with short hair, dark eyes, and haunted expression. Gotcha.
I love that look.
Staring off, trying to discern possible threats in the far distance, so as to keep the world safe for your metaphorically laden, blissfully unaware, fun-loving, black-and-white dog.
Mission Accomplished.
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