I meant to mention…well, who am I kidding. I knew I wasn’t going to mention what else happened Saturday night at the convention because I liked my closer too much and there was no good way to segue into this small but mildly entertaining incident that happened after Deebo had yelled at the unfit mother.
Not too long after he walked away, maybe 15 – 30 minutes, the fire alarm went off and everyone had to go outside. I was sure it was one of the convention attendee jackasses that set it off, some of those people do get a little rowdy, but it turns out it was faulty equipment. I still don’t know if I believe that story.
Anywho, we got to see some firetrucks. I don’t care how old you are, firetrucks are always cool. Here’s a picture so you can relive the experience with me: