Tuesday, July 3, 2012
So I place the Morty Comix, am served my food, and then get in the car to leave. But while in the car something new happened. For the very first time I actually witness someone discovering my cartoon bomb. He was a young, large security guy. He did a double take when seeing the comic. He picked it up, flipped through it, and smiled. He carried it for a couple hundred feet and kept examining it. Then he vanished behind a door on the other end of the building.