TRIP TO MADRID

-Told sometimes in cronological order, and sometimes not.

PANEL 1:

-Somax: We’re in Madrid!
-Me: Weeeh!

PANEL 2:

>A curious thing we did upon arrival, was going to a National Geographic shop and watch a documentary

*The effect of the fall of an asteroid in the earth would be...*

>Who said that the fandom is all about sex, gay things and vice?

PANEL 3:

>A great moment

-If I rub my hands, they smell like they are burned.

>He’s an misunderstood genius.

PANEL 4:

>After that, we met all the group from Madrid.

-We’re furries, WEEEEEEEH!~

>Furries scare me.

PANEL 5:

>There was a tiger with them...

-You are all mutts, ALL MUTTS!

>I know we are lots and someday we will conquer the world, but you don’t need to critizice us all the time.

PANEL 6:

>... and a coyote...

-Koi: Hello Ray, are you afraid of me?
-Me: Eeerr... no.
-Koi: Do you want a punch in your face?
-Me: I know you don’t want to do that.
-Koi: Can you draw something for me?
-Me: Ok.
-Koi: Weeeh~

>That’s communication.

PANEL 7:

>... and a rat.

-Prender: Hey Ray, are you gay?
-Me: We already talked about it, Prender.
-Prender: Yeah, I know, but this time I want to record your answer.
-Me: *sigh...*

>You shouldn’t bother that much about my orientation and just enjoy the fact that I’m an immeasurably nice guy (?)

PANEL 8:

>There was a moment in that we lost a member of the group.
>How clueless we are sometimes!

PANEL 9:

>And we drank!
>Somax asked me to emphasize that we were in Chueca (a gay neighborhood) so:
-WE WERE IN CHUECA!
-OH MY GOD, I CAN’T BELIEVE IT! REALLY?
-YES, YES, IT WAS AMAZIIIIIING!!
*Imagine the voices of two very sissy guys.

PANEL 10:

>And we went to a Karaoke.

-Me: Oh no, they are going to sing a totally shitty song. For God’s sake, Ulver, please, sing something of Pink Floyd.
-Ulver: If there were Pink Floyd’s songs here I would choose the longest one.

>I think he was the most sane person in the group.

AND THAT’S ALL ABOUT THE MEETING. NOW THE MOMENTS AT HOME.

PANEL 1:

>There are many ways to socialize.
>My throat died.

PANEL 2:

>Rellis and Namubis came.

-Rellis: Hey, don’t draw me like a horse. I’m not a furry anymore!
-Me: Neither am I, I’m here only for the money, but I have to make the furries think I’m one of them.

>Told them that you’re a fox and they will never doubt about your furriness.

PANEL 3:

>And more smoking
>We decided that coughing while smoking now is called “to have a Somax”

AND THAT’S ALL. IF SOMEONE GET OFFENDED, IT WAS NOT MY INTENTION, BUT IF SOMEONE GET FLATTERED, IT REALLY WAS NOT MY INTENTION.

Bye!


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Quizás debería decir algo aquí, pero no se me ocurre nada... mi mente todavía no se ha recuperado :V