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    The coyote is a lost soul, forever damned to a meaningless chase in a landscape of indifference.

    He stands before a rock wall where he has painted a vision of paradise at the end of a tunnel. He reaches out, but his paw strikes only the harsh, unyielding rock of reality.

    Moments ago, the Road Runner appeared and, with a casual, indifferent grace, sprinted into the painting. The bird vanished into a dream that the coyote is forbidden from entering. Meep… meep…

    Then comes a package from ACME. Inside the box lies a single pistol. The coyote lifts the weapon, spins the chamber, and raises it to his temple with a pained sigh of relief.

    Tears flow down his face like waterfalls of sorrow. He stands now at the veil of this world. No more failures. This is how the coyote wins: he simply refuses to play this cruel, twisted game.

    He pulls the trigger. Nothing.

    The coyote opens one eye to find a tiny, mocking flag that reads “BANG!” He remains paralyzed by the absurdity of his own existence, knowing that in this vast, echoing wasteland, the only thing more certain than hunger is the cruelty of the joke.


















  • If it was real. There would be overweight Deadpools, methed out Harley Quinns, various Plague doctors, obligatory furries, a sea of weebs, and the random spin off comic character no one remembers but the dude wearing it is dying to tell you about it.

    I did see a 7ft tall drag queen Beetlejuice once in fishnets with platform heels waiting at the snack station with me. That was actually awesome, wish I got a picture.

    Comic cons are just excuses to dress up outside Halloween.