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12/21/08(Sun)19:58 No.1491468Story time story time. Vic
Mangina. Me and my friend saw him today in a panel room, and decided to
stalk him. So we watched him, and sort of acted like we were his fans
or some shit, and started screeching like bats. Of course, he looks out
like the pompous bastard he is and just gives us one of those looks,
like "Oh, just some more adoring fans, let's go make their day." So he
comes out, and he thinks he's some suave motherfucker, he's like, "Hey,
ladies," and I go, "Hi, Vic!" in the highest voice I can muster. He
says, "Merry Christmas," and kind of looks at me and my friend, and he
goes on, he's like "Is there anything I can do for you two ladies?" So
after contemplating the possibilities, I decide to settle for a hug. I
squeak, "Could I... have a hug?" So he saunters over and gives me some
sort of bone-crushing hug, and I was raging like hell on the inside.
But I knew it would be worth it in the end. So he hugs my friend, and
she yelps out, "OH MY GOD HE SMELLS SO HEAVENLY" like right in front of
him. So he walks off with his cronies and is accosted by some people
who want his picture. Me and my friend follow him until he crosses the
skywalk to get on the elevator, and grab some random people walking,
and ask them to come with us so it won't be obvious that we're stalking
Vic. They were pretty cool and didn't have anything else to do, so they
came with us. |