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06/07/09(Sun)00:44 No.1885942Oh, nothing might happen to her AT the con...its the cons you've got to worry about.
Maybe
she'll do something retarded like decide to start cosplaying
'seriously', and then possibly take the slow slide into a useless
degree like fashion design...or theater. Have you got the money to
support her in the fashion she will become accustomed to while she
searches vainly for a job...anywhere? Then...no health insurance and
she has to pay for her basketball sized titty implants all on her own
which might lead to like...cancer... you see where this is going.
Her
future hobbies might include endless whining on the intarwebz about how
cosplay is "super important/relevant" and cosplayers are "totalee
persecuted!" as well as involving herself in the carousel of drama,
skanky con sex with whatever apt predator manipulates all her "daddy
issues" buttons and she learns to equate the approval of greasy titty
lovin' photographers and the sound of fap-ing with self worth...
It
all ends when she winds up a cigarettey, midori soaked husk, hard done
by and prematurely shrived, living in Vegas and hoping, nay, PRAYING
that the personnel manager at the company she's applied with didn't
notice her conspicuous anime tattoo, and please don't let them google
her name...or check her references or she'll have to get back on the
pole...
Chris Rock says you got to keep your daughters off the pole. But I say you got to keep your daughters out of the cons...
Seriously. Cons are the gateway to FAIL. |