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New conversation from the Anaheim Comic Con, this time involving me walking up to the SG booth. Most of the conversation happens in my brain, more of a collection of what I'm thinking about at that moment.

My Brain: "Just walk up."

"No they look busy right now."

"It's a booth of hot women at a comic convention, I'm pretty sure it's always gonna be busy."

"Yeah, but it could be less busy."

"You actually wanna buy something, so just fucking do it."

[I walk up to the SG booth]

Suicide Girl: Hi!

Me: (speaking unbelievably fast) Hi, I'd like a copy of the Guide to living dvd.

Brain: Why the fuck am I speaking so quickly? Slow down

SG: Sure (She grabs a copy of the dvd)

Brain: ohmigodohmigodohmigodohmigodohmigodohmigod...

SG: Would you like us to sign it for you?

Me: That would be awesome.

Brain: "Fuck, think of something to say so your not just standing here like a fucking moron."

Me: "..."

Brain: Goddammit.

SG: You actually get a copy of the Italian Villa dvd too

Me: Cool...

Brain: "You already have two copies"

"I know"

"So say something, they can save the copy and give it to someone else."

Me: "..."

SG: Here, let me get some of the other girls to sign it.

Me: "okay..."

Brain: "Fuck"

[dvd is passed around as a few more SG's sign it.]

Brain: "Okay, when she comes back ask if you could get a picture, I mean we spent 20 minutes walking back to where we parked to get the camera, plus you really want a fracking picture."

[SG returns]

SG: Here you go!

Me: Thank you!

[I quickly, and I do mean quickly walk away.]

Brain: "You're worthless, you are a failure among even comic nerds"

"Shut up"

This pretty much leads right into my horrendous conversation with the mustache man pimping out Jesus and a Delorean.

BOOM!!

I'd like to point out, it's not like I actually have a conversation in my brain among two different entities, thoughts just process in an unbelievably fast manner and the results create something resembling a conversation.