The Fanime merchant room is a truly amazing place, filled with all kinds of booths selling anime DVDs (we checked- the animes are in order), gay anime porn, action figures, straight anime porn, swords, comics, more swords, more gay anime porn and… what's this? Corsets!
I've never worn a corset before, so here's my big chance. I immediately hit it off with this fancy fellow. He's probably the coolest guy I met at the convention; even though I'm a total corset novice, he cheerfully and patiently explains how corsets work, why it's important for a man to have one (it turns out they give you that sleek military profile that makes the girls swoon), and how they work. I tell him that I'm probably a little too big for a corset, but he's more than happy to prove me wrong.
It doesn't even hurt when he tightens up the laces! Look how cheerful this guy is. This is a man who truly delights in his work. If you ever buy a corset, I insist that you buy it from this man.
Well, look at that! I cut a fine figure, don't I? I contemplate buying a corset, but decide that my bosoms are sultry enough without artificial enhancement. Maybe next time, my mustachioed friend!
"Really, Holmes!" I dropped into my seat, shocked. "You are remarkably tall! What are you, six foot six? Six foot eight?"
As the 19th century diver approaches a giant clam, a flash of brilliant golden light flares from within the shell. I emerge in a swirl of bubbles and do the timeless universal underwater hand signals for the following: ZODIAC KILLER, KKK, BLOOD OF YOUTH
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