Originally posted by Zora
Sweet cheeks? Is that you?!lol
I remember you cut your hand open dry-humping the cardboard standy of Gary Gygax, blood gushing everywhere...you had to borrow pieces of my toga to wrap it up, and then just kept partying!
LOL, but really, Imagine if you will, a young man, mid -20\'s, working construction, so in peak shape. Able to talk to women, not afraid to dance, with great hygene, and sense of style. Surrounded by uber dorks, running (or jogging, since running was a little bit strenous to many) around in toga\'s or costumed like klingons.
Now back then Vampire the Masquerade was still big, and there were tons, of wannabe goth chicks and Theater Major chicks going to these conventions. Given their options, I was a God.