Today, I was walking around with my sister, ~Snownly-Stupid. You know it's summer. Well, where I live, we've been getting a bunch of tourists lately.

We've also been getting a bunch of hobos.

So this tourist, he walked up to me right as I was putting some money into one of the hobos tip jars. (He had been singing about how "Taco Bell is not authentic Mexican food. Stop lying to yourselves." That's too epic not to warrant money. )

And he had this huge-ass camera, a really nice one, so he was obviously a photographer. I had been wearing my Drifloon hat at the time. (Even though it was 91 degrees out today, and that damn hat is made of fleece)

And he asked us, "Can I take your picture?!"

Traumatizing.

So me and ~Snownly-Stupid were all like, "Sure..............."

And he says, "You're buddies, right?!"

And she's my sister, and we're seriously identical, even though I'm two years older. So we said, "Yes............" We were very unhappy.

And he's like, "Go stand in that corner!"

And I didn't want to have my back to a wall with that guy right there! Seriously, having my back to a wall means that I just cut off one of my escape routes. Paranoid, I know.

But we went anyway. And he took our pictures. And then he was like, "Okay, now put your hand on her shoulder! Heads together!"

And he took more pictures. He seemed very happy. He asked me where I got my hat. I told him that I made it. Then he asked me what my hat was. And I told him it was a Drifloon, you know, the Pokemon. And he was like, "Oh, Pokemon is still around?!"

Obviously, I took the chance to gush about the new game that's going to be coming out.

When he was finally finished, I turned to ~Snownly-Stupid and said, with my teeth clenched, and accidentally very loudly, "Run."

And we ran.