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I think most of us webcomic/geek/artist/internetty type people (hey! Internetty! New word!) can relate to this. Except me, I was the jock who pitched and played a lot of street pick-up basketball (*ahem* and hit a grand slam, proud moment).. but also a girl… which still put me in the “weirdo” category. At least in HS. Before that I was the weirdo art/space cadet girl. So I guess I do relate on some level. Just not with that sorry swing.
Off to Chicago. I could mention why, for the 20th time, but eh… just go read up about it HERE.
C2E2 Comic Con!
OK, this is sad to admit, but those that know me have accepted me as such, but I was a huge nerd (when Nerd wasn’t cool) back in my school days and actually received a lot of wedgies thru Junior High. By the time I reached High School I had pretty well learned to fight so those became far and few between, but occasionally I would find myself on the receiving end of a good old fashion, lift you up a good 6 inches into the air, power wedgie. I often heard of folks pre-ripping their underwear at the waist band line to automatically pull apart to help minimize the uprise from a power wedgie but I feared my mom’s wrath over me tearing my underwear over having to dig out a wedgie after the fact.
One thing I can tell the kid is that those who are delivering the wedgies now will be getting emotional wedgies from life in return after you have graduated an procured a good job as their boss. 🙂
We don’t really get wedgies in the UK, or at least not when I was at school, but someone once covered a couple of rulers in correction fluid and slapped them extremely hard into my cheeks. Painful and difficult to clean off, the worst type of torment! Plus one of them was my ruler.
Awwww….now you’ve got me feeling all sorry for that little weird kid. 😀