The trade-off at Anthrocon, apparently, was "keep your goddamn confederate flags and totally-not-Nazi Nazi armbands" at home, and in return, the comedy panels were told to lay off Trump.
Okay trade. I wanted to tell jokes about my nipples instead, anyway.
The trade-off at Anthrocon, apparently, was "keep your goddamn confederate flags and totally-not-Nazi Nazi armbands" at home, and in return, the comedy panels were told to lay off Trump.
Okay trade. I wanted to tell jokes about my nipples instead, anyway.