/cgl/ - Cosplay & EGL

>the year is 2012
>first real con with liquor, due to limitations when going with uni anime club
>go as Hunter S. Thompson, complete with drug suitcase with rum and tequila and myriad of Hawaiian shirts
>Drink alcohol at any 21+ panel
>Attend a man panel
>Notice panel has a random drun guy royally crowned and ready to be carted off, contributing nothing but annoyance to panelists
>Find out we're rooming next to panelists
>Buddy told a story that impressed the panelists into a mancrush, get invited by association
>Chill in their room for a bit, having a good conversation
>Party is moved to their subordinate's room
>Friends and I enter the seas that turn into a shit typhoon
>Pass out shots in Fraggle glasses
>Conversation is exchanged and the mood is casual
>Drunk guy is the younger brother of the one panelist, a pretty boy, aptly named Burn Notice due to resembling Jeff Donovan
>Broseph panelist straightens his ass out
>Young bro starts shit again
>All over some chick in their group, who has a leg cast on (wtf?)
>Brospeh panelist used to be a bouncer
>Headlock and head slams younger brother, who is a feisty varmint at this point, into the closet door and carpet respectively.
>Me and my friends give the solemn look of GTFO to one another
>We leave and give thanks
>One guy comes down with us
>Step outside for a smoke
>Wandering new friend gives us all the low down why shit got started
>Smoke is turned my stomach
>Stumble back inside to give homage to the porcelain god
>Wake up ten minutes later, my friend two stalls over, sharing in our worship.
>My friend Big Tim helps me back to room
>Sleep like the dead
>Tim heads back to party room
>Another fight as he walks in at 5 am
>Wake up and puke all over my fake press pass
>Eat a burger
>Feel like the golden tears of Christ

I truly know what memorable cons are; the kind where most everything is terrifying till it's over

>"we can't stop here. this is bat country"
Every single time