November 18, 2008 on 7:11 pm | In Comic Cons, Comics, Insanity |

DAD: Hey Luke, that’s a pretty far out get up.
LUKE: Huh. Yeah. See, it combines my awesome kilt with this awesome Batman mask.
DAD: No, no, I see that. But why? Batman doesn’t wear a kilt.
LUKE: Huh. No. But he wears a cape, and that’s sort of like a kilt.
DAD: Nope, other than the fact that it’s a section of fabric, the two are not similar. Why did you think something so dumb?
LUKE: Huh. Ok, the truth is that I wanted to go as Batman but I wanted to involve my Druid/Wiccan heritage too.
DAD: Druids and Wiccans? What the hell are you talking about? You’re Roman Catholic, like me and your mom.
LUKE: Huh. No way, Dad. I’m really the eleventh incarnation of a Scottish warlock. My real name’s Grimstorm.
DAD: Druids and Wiccans don’t wear kilts, Luke. They wear robes.
LUKE: Huh, nuh uh! When you’re from Scotland, like Grimstorm is, you wear a kilt!
DAD: Does this have anything to do with those new friends you made at the Ren Faire?
LUKE: Huh. Uh…no.
DAD: …Luke…
LUKE: Huh…Uh, shut up! My friends know the truth about me and Grimstorm! They’re all in touch with nature and past lives! And I’m…I’m a Scottish Druid.
DAD: And why Batman, Luke? Why are you combining the kilt with Batman?
LUKE: Huh. I had the costume from last Halloween, when I worked at Suncost Video.
DAD: Luke, we need to talk. Your grades are slipping, I’ve gotten a few calls from your teachers. And for someone who spends all his time at the Renaissance Faire, your History grade is really low.
LUKE: Huh. It’s not my fault. The History books don’t talk about the real stuff that happened back then, like mud beggars and Highlanders and wenches singing ribald songs. If I could teach that class, things would be different.
DAD: I…I have to rethink your college savings, son.