Last weekend the 11 year old boy went to the Montreal Comicon with his dad, The Huz. (I wanted to go too, but was attending the Gala thingie, alas.) The boy had it in his mind that he was going to get to meet Stan Lee, cuz, uh....Spiderman, duh. He'd saved his pennies from mowing the lawn and cleaning the car and forked out $50 just for this, on top of the ticket price.
The boy waited in line for three hours, and then...
All he could muster was a shy, "H-h-hi...?"
And then, drumroll please.....
300 autographs in 45 minutes, and still smiling. Let no one wonder what this gentleman's superpowers are!