[[A table at a restaurant. EUSTACE, MARY, and TEDDY are talking to a WAITER.]]
EUSTACE: I'll get the Denver omelette with Canadian bacon, Greek olives and Swiss cheese.
MARY: I'll have the Irish cream Belgian waffle -- no, French toast -- with a side of Polish sausage, and a danish.
TEDDY: English muffin with Hollandaise sauce, and the Spanish rice with diced frankfurters and Brazil nuts.
WAITER: Dressing for your salad?
TEDDY: Italian.
MARY: Also, let's get some Russian tea cakes, and Turkish delight for the table. Can you do the Baked Alaska with Neapolitan ice cream?
WAITER: No, sorry, only French vanilla.
EUSTACE: Ha ha, almost need our PASSPORTS for a meal like this!
MARY: Ha ha ha! A stamp for each course!
TEDDY: MY passport has a chip in it...a TORTILLA CHIP! Ha ha ha!!
CAPTION: Later
WAITER (to TEDDY): Sir, I'm afraid your work visa has expired.
TEDDY: Oh shoot! Here, put it on the corporate AmEx instead.
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You sure you got this, Mikey? I thought we were going to go dutch
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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