NORVILLE: Do you stock plumbing supplies? I need some 5/8" brass fittings.
ASHTON: Oh, NO! There's been a CONTAMINATION SCARE on brass fittings!
ASHTON: EVERYTHING'S been QUARANTINED! You don't have any in your HOUSE, do you?
NORVILLE: CONTAMINATION-- That doesn't really make--
ASHTON: BRASS has been reclassified a ZONE ALPHA DEADLY POISON! Don't move, you might be infected!
ASHTON: BRING IN THE DECONTAMINANT SCRUB!
[[SETH enters and sprays NORVILLE with a substance from a tank carried on his back.]]
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NORVILLE: This tastes like spray glue.
ASHTON: LOOK OUT!
[[NORVILLE is showered with sprockets.]]
[[NORVILLE is now thoroughly covered with sprockets, thanks to the spray glue.]]
ASHTON: HAHAHAHA!
ASHTON: You've
ASHTON: been
ASHTON and TWO OTHER MEN: STEAMPUNK'D!
[[NORVILLE stands there silently, still covered in sprockets.]]
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yo dawg I herd you like sprockets so I put sprockets in your sprockets so you can sprocket while you sprocket
The computers tell me it was 20 years ago, June 9, 2006, that I arrived in New York for my first-ever comic convention as an exhibitor, MoCCA.
It was an important trip for me, a milestone in what would go on to become my career.
I wrote a little reminiscence on Patreon (free/unlocked) — including a first-since-then reprint of the photocomics I made at the time, documenting the trip!
Read the rest here: [ 20 Years Ago (In Photocomic Form) ]
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