Why you gotta keep going back every year

[crisper]

If you were to, like, convene a meeting of the web-comics equivalent of the Justice League over a bottle of perfect scotch and a sack of Cuban cigars brought by the world's greatest bartender, and when everyone arrived at the quiet little piano-bar meeting place it turned out a couple of Starfleet officers were also meeting there and suddenly happened to be in the mood to sing show tunes and play downtempo jazz on the piano, well then you'd have a pretty good description of my Saturday night at Comic-Con.

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For consideration: not to mention twenty Slave Leias posing on a single Jabba on a Friday morning