Dragon*Con Every Year, Please – Tales from Grand Prix: Atlanta

I’ll do the responsible thing and issue a warning: This article, like nearly all my articles, contains links to scantily-clad women. It may also contain references to and stories about sex, marijuana, alcohol, and sundry other adult concepts. It is meant to be read by fine, upstanding adults who would never dream of emulating any of the lunacy that may or may not occur as part of the events depicted here. If these sorts of things don’t appeal to you, then feel free to hit your”Back” button and seek out other, more palatable authors with names like”Bennie Smith,””Anthony Alongi,” and”Peter Szigeti.” I promise I won’t be offended. As for the rest of you… Come on in.

Sweet jeebus, where to start? How does one convey a weekend where they were unable to comprehend almost anything seen outside of the actual slinging...…

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