Customer 1: “Harry Potter!”
[Inner Me: Again? Really?]
Customer 2: “Oh, my God, yes!”
[Inner Me: Jesus fucking yellow penguins…]
Customer 1: “Gryffindor!”
Customer 2: “Slytherin!”
[Inner Me: IT’S NOT A GODDAMNED HARRY POT-oh. Right. Scrimmage socks.]
So now I’m going to open a Quidditch Accessories booth in the vendor room of the next Houston-area cosplay event and tell everyone that Nasty Pig is a new house at Ilvermorny. It’s sheer marketing genius on my part — I can in no way imagine this ending catastrophically.
