What the...I'm not even this much of a kill joy.
Just a small aside, because I feel like letting off some steam. So I'm browsing Farcebook, right? And there's a photo that a friend of mine commented on (I'm not friends with the original poster). It was about Purchase's zombie prom that they have been doing annually for the past handful of years, and the photo was of two students dressed up for prom.
The comment by another individual to the photo was something along the lines of, "You guys should all spend one night in the ER and then maybe this wouldn't look like such fun."
Now..I'm hoping and praying that the person is being ironic and/or somewhat snarky about it, because if not...seriously? Get off of your fat fucking preachy ass, and grow a sense of humor. It's a fucking event at school where people throw gallons of fake blood on themselves and dance and skank and act like complete retards (retahds even!). I mean honestly. You must not like doing anything dangerous or even thinking about it, since someone with a broken ankle can be rushed to the ER as readily as someone needing X amount of gallons of blood due to an unfortunate accident with nose hair clippers.
Seriously, go fucking home.
The comment by another individual to the photo was something along the lines of, "You guys should all spend one night in the ER and then maybe this wouldn't look like such fun."
Now..I'm hoping and praying that the person is being ironic and/or somewhat snarky about it, because if not...seriously? Get off of your fat fucking preachy ass, and grow a sense of humor. It's a fucking event at school where people throw gallons of fake blood on themselves and dance and skank and act like complete retards (retahds even!). I mean honestly. You must not like doing anything dangerous or even thinking about it, since someone with a broken ankle can be rushed to the ER as readily as someone needing X amount of gallons of blood due to an unfortunate accident with nose hair clippers.
Seriously, go fucking home.