So prom was pretty cool and I had a whole lot of fun. Now the theme of it either really sucked or there wasn't one (I can't decide which) I mean last years Las Vegas theme was actually something. "A Moment Like This" could be anything..its just a poor excuse for not thinking harder. And i understand its still a lot for work to put the thing together sooo yeah..thanks ...I think i had a lot more fun at this one though because the group I was with.. Last time i just kinda wandered around an hung out with various people...still had fun..but not as much.....
The night begun with heavy prepping by the p-units....that aftershave burned like a mother
Getting dressed....putting on the undertaker jacket.... : P
Done...Here's the GQ pose...I must say...purdy spiffy...Hmm lavender....so delicious
Stepping into the magical carraige of old foogieness..Beautiful
Once on my arrival....Christen went into a death charge and managed to stab me in the chest her her Floral Pin of Death....though using my boy scout skillzz, I applied the correct first aid...all all with a smile on my face : D
It looks like im squeezing my nipple in this picture.....Well....Sorry Christen...I got a little excited
Once everyone and thier p-units arrived the paparazzi party was taken outside. Here's all the beautiful ladies dressed to perfection.
And all the gentlemen talking about Manly things that concern Men...(Video Games, Star Wars, etc)
For some reason we did this...I don't remember what it was....
Ahhhhhhhhh....look at all the happy couples... : P
Funny Face picture but apparently only Dustin and I got the memo.
Christen and I made amends for the whole heart stabbing thing and got to be freinds again
Then in a show of masculine power, I swept her off her feet and captured her in my arms!......all for show though..Give it up for Christen. She does her own stunts.
Though we had to leave real quick. Rob got a little hungry and pulled a Mike Tyson.....Hard to believe he didn't get Morgan's nose...count yourself lucky.
Once we got to Macaroni Grill we managed to communicate with our waiter to lay off the Jew Jokes and Gay Jokes....I did enjoy drawing a pile of poo infront of Morgan.
Somehow Jeff and Jackie managed to get drunk off the olive oil next to us.....
Once they got sobered up by some superb Italian food...we left for Prom... Morgan and I got a little excited/lonely
But then we realized who his
and mine
dates were.
So we became friends again
When we arrived we went though all the formalities of getting more pictures....The camera....it steals your soul
Anyways..we all got really Crunk
And THEN....TIM SHOWED UP!!!!
And all the girls were like..........
Then Prom ended and I was very sad...and I ate strawberries
So we drove back to Christen's house.. Morgan and I led the train of cars into the darkest parts of the ghetto trying to find Walton Way or 15th street....I still have bullet holes in my car.... : P... When we got there, we feasted on Christen's Irish bounty....well maybe not Irish..but we did have some freakin sweet pancakes(blueberry), bacon, sausage....and Steve was there to save the day...
Then he cuddled with Morgan...blech : P
Hmmmmm....Monkey hand..
Exhausted Mogan crawled onto my lap and asked me to tell him a story...I was much obliged.......
And I told him a tale that which would have rivaled Tokiens greatest tale...For IT was one of great heroes and and thier harowing adventures...and the beautiful princesses they fall in love with.....Both of us content and satisfied, we into a deep slumber....
Overall..Prom was da bomb....I hope everyone else's was the same and surprisgly none of this winded up at WaffleHouse...