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A couple weeks ago, I went to a raucous furry party.
Oh heavens, that's an odd way to start a personal story.
A good friend of mine called me up, saying that she and her friend were going to a monthly get-together in Orange County where a bunch of furries throw a party open to everyone. Furries...not really my thing. My experience within the furry community is limited to the occasional commission I get, but when it comes to conversing and interacting with furries, I'm a bit inexperienced.
"Just a party?" I ask.
"Yeah, something they do every month."
"Ah, so just a get-together," I breathe a sigh of relief. "Not like a bunch of fursuiters or crazies."
"..." She replies.
"..." I implore.
"..." She laments.
Apparently...it was a bunch of the crazies.
"Yeah, they're actually going to do a fursuit parade."