Deep down, this is who I am.

I was just chatting with my friend Drew Miller about how funny it would be to show up at a Furry convention, donning an animal suit and turn down suitors as a "furry that's not into furries, only NFL athletes."

Well, he did some research and apparently, there's a Midwest meet and greet... with a beer pong tournament. This sounds so rich, it must be fattening.

But it leads to a bigger question... if we crash this sort of thing, what kind of costume would I wear? On a deeper level, if I had an animal soul... what would I be?



Totally. Seriously. Came to this conclusion, without peyote.