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Arnold and I chatted during the early part of dinner... they guy actually looked through my entire drawing book and lived!  He's got power, people, power to be feared!

 

Here's me and Arnold, who was startled by the camera (he was worried it would steal his soul).

 

Me an' Arnold, 'bout to make out (who else can claim to have gotten so intimate with a Mod?).

 

 

"Chicago Reader, give me 7 million rubber chickens or the Mod gets it!"  (No, I didn't kill him).

It was unfortunate that some people didn't get to make it, but somehow, somehow we managed to get by even with such a tragic loss.  Although I was looking forward to coming to blows with Stoid over politics...

 

There's KKBattousai, AudreyK, and Monster 104 on the left, Johnny L.A. and Esprix on the right.

 

This wonderful piece of art was sculpted specifically with Chief Scott in mind...

 

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