I'm pretty sure that by being a cute female customer you're part of the mating ritual.
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Is showing your cute female customer a porny comic one of the mating rituals of the tribe of the comic book geeks? Because I'm just not sure.
I think it is, actually.
Hec's opinion was also yes.
I'm pretty sure that by being a cute female customer you're part of the mating ritual.
Oooh! So the porn is just a bonus? Sweet!
Both Teppy and Lilty are being flirted with by cute retail employees.
All is good and right in the world.
I WANT A CUTE RETAIL EMPLOYEE!
Which really doesn't include anyone that's sold me comics.
My comic-book guy is cute, geeky, funny, a yellow-dog democrat, and drives the same kind of car I do.
Surely it's a match made in heaven.
My comic book guy has the worst hairpiece ever, routinely doesn't do up his fly, and has been playing THE SAME ALBUM FOR OVER A YEAR.
I must look elsewhere.
My comic-book guy is cute, geeky, funny, a yellow-dog democrat, and drives the same kind of car I do.
Surely it's a match made in heaven.
So ask him to go see Batman Begins with you, and go for coffee after.
Batman Begins on IMAX.
Note to self: See if any NYCistas want to see Batman Begins on IMAX with me the weekend after it opens, since I'll suddenly be moved there and all.
Second note to self: From now on, make your notes to self in places yourself is likely to ever read again.
has been playing THE SAME ALBUM FOR OVER A YEAR.
Oooh! And mine plays cool music, too. Sometimes weird shit, but sometimes cool.
So ask him to go see Batman Begins with you, and go for coffee after.
I am pathologically, *physically* terrified of rejection. So....no.
Present it as a geeky thing: "Man, I really want to see Batman Begins on IMAX, but none of my friends want to pay the extra dollars for the extra screen space..."
It's called "the wussy way." My preferred choice.