Why would crickets end such an event? They’re just crickets… They’re only annoying late at night when you’re trying to sleep and there’s one in the house you can’t find. They’re not even that unsanitary.
It sounds like a lame D&D cantrip or something… “Nobody cares, Leena! I cast crickets!”
Then again, the event itself was vastly more lame and deserves crickets… And a pack of hungry anoles released at the same time 👍
6,000 crickets released directly in the audience. (I hope from multiple points.) This is glorious. 😁
Maybe you don’t mind if a cricket jumps on you. I’d shudder and shake it off, demonstrating my lack of courage and dexterity. A lot of people will scream, jump around, or run.
Picture these assholes attending their favorite panel at TransphobiaCon. A cricket jumps on someone, she brushes it away in disgust. Another just feels something caught in her hair. She bats at it, looks into it’s beady, insectoid eyes and screams. More screams. The Transphobe in Charge can’t hold the audience’s attention.
There is some sort of insect infestation. Are they harmful? They don’t know. But they have to cancel their homophobia speech because nobody wants to sit in a room with thousands of crickets.
This is straight out of an 80’s movie and I am here for it!
Why would crickets end such an event? They’re just crickets… They’re only annoying late at night when you’re trying to sleep and there’s one in the house you can’t find. They’re not even that unsanitary.
It sounds like a lame D&D cantrip or something… “Nobody cares, Leena! I cast crickets!”
Then again, the event itself was vastly more lame and deserves crickets… And a pack of hungry anoles released at the same time 👍
6,000 crickets released directly in the audience. (I hope from multiple points.) This is glorious. 😁
Maybe you don’t mind if a cricket jumps on you. I’d shudder and shake it off, demonstrating my lack of courage and dexterity. A lot of people will scream, jump around, or run.
Picture these assholes attending their favorite panel at TransphobiaCon. A cricket jumps on someone, she brushes it away in disgust. Another just feels something caught in her hair. She bats at it, looks into it’s beady, insectoid eyes and screams. More screams. The Transphobe in Charge can’t hold the audience’s attention.
There is some sort of insect infestation. Are they harmful? They don’t know. But they have to cancel their homophobia speech because nobody wants to sit in a room with thousands of crickets.
This is straight out of an 80’s movie and I am here for it!
You had me at TransphobiaCon. Love it!
IDGI
“Not sure if loved transphobiacon for the funny name or if love transphobiacon for the transphobia”
Aye, that’s the one.
It’s just worded very silly.
Because anything that’s slightly inconvenient to these people, or apparently anything that is contrary to their prejudices, is intolerable.