The people on this page can die happy. They've got their own personal photo with New York Times bestselling author F. Paul Wilson. The rest of you, keep trying.

Out of respect for my co-Queen, I will refrain from making any colorful comments on this picture. P.S. -- I take Visa.

I swear I wasn't constipated when this photo was taken. Maybe it was the pain of knowing I'd be separated from my friends soon?

Special surprise bumblebee Hutch tries to sting the Effster.

I know that Paul likes it when I take pictures while he's talking. I KNOW he does!

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