The Muggles who run this podcast are still recovering from their incessant Snape-ing at Infinitus this weekend, but I thought it would be prudent to post about their adventures. I came along to the convention because Rachael told me "it was part of my contract." I was able to hoodwink the Muggles into giving me money and I procured reservations for my own hospitality parlor and king suite.




First they put this ludicrous sign up...



They also decorated my bedroom with gray underpants and a shabby nightshirt...



My bathroom became a monstrosity...



I could not even shower without a Greasy Git in my face...



Then the other Muggles started arriving...



Some of the Muggles were behaving very strangely...



Although I did enjoy eating their food...




I plan to bring a lawsuit for intentional infliction of emotional distress to an owl and am gathering evidence via this Flickr group. Please submit your photos there.