So basically Cooch Watch showed up to a pretty dull book signing party and livened things up a bit. The crusty, old, white men in line pretty much ignored us. Great. But security, not so much. And by security, we mean mall cops, private security, pretty sure there were some state funded security people there also, Cooch’s staffers, and Barnes & Noble management.
But, we were armed with our newly purchased propaganda and there was nothing anyone could do about it.
Chief Cooch Correspondent Lacey Landry was nervous, yet excited at the chance to finally get that exclusive interview with The Cooch. And by exclusive interview, we mean 45 awkward seconds wherein The Cooch refused to look her in the face and kept a strange Stepford Wives-esque smile on his face while scribbling down a personalized (written by us) message. BUT, the devil is in the details. Sooooooo here’s the deal.
Barnes & Noble staff told everyone waiting in line that if we wanted our autographed book to be “personalized,” all we had to do was take one of their sticky notes and write down what we wanted The Cooch to write to us. Weird? we thought so too, but we went with it.
Obviously this offered us a HUGE opportunity to have some fun with The Cooch, and also maybe see how he does under pressure.
So what did we do?
We decided to give him what he would deny us: CHOICES.