Avoiding all things Comic Con related? Big mistake, Chad. Disregard the 'i lost my virginity to a life-sized cardboard cutoff of David Hasselhoff' look. This chick is DTF, TMI and AIDS all wrapped into one neat little package.
Nothing gets the clicks up quite like an unexpected ride on the gooch train: So here's a 20-pack. TWENTY. As in the number of times I have to flush a low-flow public toilet after a spirited afternoon at Olive Garden.
Protip for my evergrowing female fanbase: If you ever find yourself on the other side of that desk, don't think you're going home with a pristine chili ring. Watch as one dunce after another gets educated the hard way.