I'm gonna go with either out-of-place biker or ax murderer, 'cause that dress is not to code.

Self-absorbed enough to have a post about how and when it's okay to contact him.

I'm actually viscerally upset that this guy exists.

I'll take the right nipple for the block.

Anonymous hand gets the secret panel!

I wanna work Janet Jackson into this somehow, but I don't think I can.

I had a pair of sunglasses like that when I needed to cover up my enormous glasses.

Oh dear God, no.

Cosplay needs to stay in the convention halls!

Damn, suddenly I really wanna drink some Isqeq.