Bronycon Stories [potential new project]

Oooo I had some VERY strange people show up, and oddly enough, my personal favorite was a drunk man we crossed paths with as my friends and I were trying to find fooderies, or God, lol at that point, we got into a rough area and just said fuck it and stopped in the 7-eleven before we went any further. He actually kind of looked like Jesse Pinkman, in the almost nonexistant lighting Baltimore has on the streets in some areas, but I digress. This was no ordinary drunk Baltimorean (Baltiman?), ok well maybe it was, but his reaction was priceless. He saw us in our pony shirts (and I was wearing the one bright colored shirt I have in my whole wardrobe, completely fucking covered in ponies, which was a Christmas gift a few years ago, along with some shirts I felt like I could wear non-ironically) worst thing to be wearing in this area, 3 scrawny white my little pony enthusiasts in a rough area at night, and this guy stops, sees us, we all make eye contact with him at the same time, and we stop, and then I remember wondering what he did to get such a bloody cast. I mean, the lower half of damn thing was covered in blood. He saw our shirts, and of the 3 of us, I and my brother have really long hair -been growing it our since way before ponies, so it's not that beta shit type guy with long hair, but damn am I describing myself like the typical brony. Anyways, he see us, beta'd out to the max, and just says "man, you guys are just ROCKIN' OUT!" My first reaction was to reciprocate it, play it cool, and holy hell it worked. I said "ROCKIN' OUT" and laughed, and then as he walks away he says it even louder. He switched over the just saying "FUCK!" because why not, repeating every 5- 10 seconds as my friends and I walked in the opposite direction as him. By the time each party reached opposite ends of the block, he was STILL pretty damn audible, and holy hell it just kept getting funnier with each one. He kept saying it over and over and we even managed to faintly hear it from over 2 blocks away at the entrance to our hotel. We could hear by the tone of his voice he was screaming as loud as probably any human on the face of the Earth could, and he did it just for us <3

Anyways, that was the funniest thing that I experienced at Bronycon, just I guess as one of those things that just catches you off guard, and I just don't know what to make of it even half a year later, but I still say "just ROCKIN' OUT" immediately followed by "FUCK" when I can fit it into conversation with the two who were with me when that magic happened because something about it is just hysterical.

I definitely have some entertaining stories from Bronycon that are more along the lines of what you're looking for, but yeaaaah I think I wanna stay anonymous, so I'll send a note sometime tomorrow. Honestly, There were some VERY weird people there, but they were the minority of the people we talked to. Most really didn't seem that bad, too into it if anything, at least of the ones who came up to my booth. I actually met some really cool people there that were into the show, but not the point of where things got weird, and I had a really fun time talking to people that were fans of the same thing I was, namely the fanart. If anything, don't shy away from cons because of weird people. That's half the fun; people watching! Seriously, where else will you see a man wearing TWO snakeskin fedoras? It's the fashion sense of a fever dream.