This is a thread about duct tape.

And it's quasi-magical powers.


Prom is Friday.


I can't believe I'm not pulling a Derek and catching up on my Thoreau.


Instead, I will be...oh, how do they say..."partying down"?


<insert expression of apathy here>


But my dress is pretty kick ass, I ain't gon' lie. It's a sunflowah. A duct tape sunflowah.

 

kick ass
duck tape is the shiznit
have fun at prom!!
arty:

 

awesome. im sure you'll be the life of the party, all snazzed out in duct tape

 

i went to my prom on saturday... it was awesome!!!
i'm sure youll have a great time!

 

You should like... post pictures.

Anyhow, yes... get drunk and dance... that's what prom is about (together with casual sex).

 

your prom is on 4-20... that should be interesting

have fun! i never went to mine, so live it up for me (although i'd still have rather not have gone.. but yeah)

 

Prom isn't till late May/early June here.

I was gwine go, but I'm not entirely sure now. Meg's havin mantrubbles.


You dress sounds like the cat's pajamas.

Maybe you should catch up on Thoreau though...

 

Awwww, I can't believe that you remember! That was two years ago. I think that after the library kicked me out, I went home and listened to White Light/White Heat at unhealthy decibel levels. Damn, I'm such a badass rebel.

And I second Pavel's suggestion--show us this wonderful dress of yours. And we haven't seen any curls for, like, a fucking unacceptable length of time.

 

i'm not going to prom

 

Haaaaaaaaaahaha...

I promised myself years ago that I wasn't going to be putting myself through all of that... especially for my pathetic little high school, which I managed to flee. Atop that, if I had to go with anyone from this godforsaken town, I would be, most likely, better off paying a woman of ill repute to accompany me--at the least, I'd be slightly overjoyed, as it'd leave me be from dealing with any inbred drama festival hoedown of sorts... Aside from that, it might give me someone with some sort of recollection of a mind to talk to.

I miss a few people, but I think it's really the best thing I ever did for myself, right now...

I just wish folks could understand.

 

you should go with wall.

 

I didnt go to mine. Then again, I was kicked out of every school in the area by the time I was 15 :tongue:

 

Haha, Wall is the doorman every year. He drinks beforehand, now, though... because the first year he did doorman, he told me that everyone chewing gum and having to deal with everyone when they walked in made him wish he had finished his Kahlua before he left...

So now, what he does is bring a big bulk bag of mints from Costco's and hands them out to the kids so they don't get caught trying to cover up their alcohol breath, since nobody seems to know that chewing gum just magnifies the scent.

There's actually a story about my neighbor's sons wreaking havoc after drinking with a football coach that lived across the street... they ended up getting arrested and all of this.

It's a bit of a tradition to get plastered or distribute some moonshine in the parking lot.

 

I know. I can't believe it either. I just know that back then, I thought it was way cool that you Thoreau'd it up instead of going to your senior prom. I was like, "man, Derek's so cool...plus I'd so rather spend that night with my husband-to-be-in-the-afterlife..."

Those were the days when, instead of a t-shirt with "Mrs. Kutcher", I had one that said "Mrs. Thoreau."

As for teh curlz, they are semi-not here anymore (which is really irritating, I hate halfly curls)...I cut all the hairz off a few months ago. In fact, I need another cut. I need to go shorter, considering teh nature of teh curlz. I'm thinking Winona-in-Girl-Interrupted, because anyone who has that hair is automatically intensely poetic, and I am in need of some of that intensity.

If one of us has a camera, I'll try to get ya'll pictures. It's a good thing I'm going with an equally-apathetic-about-school-functions crowd.

Oh, and there will be 420ness. And lots o' spirits afterwards.

 

How can you not go to your highschool Senior Prom?

I had so much fun I went to four of them, but then again, I'm kind of a creeper.

 

How can you not go? You just... don't go. I had no problem with it whatsoever, and I have no regrets now. Maybe you just went to a better school? I don't know.

I also never went to a football game in high school. :H Yeah, I fuckin' said it.

 

I fucking hate football games.

Kryz, how short is your hair at the moment?

Oh, do a pixie cut. It'd be so chic. I miss mine from time to time.

 

Now that's pretty fucking vicious. :H

 

i love pixie cuts. very hot.




my parents used to make fun of me when i'd go to football games cause i never knew the score or anything (i just hung out with those friends who insisted on going). it was free, which is the only reason i would ever do that.

 

I highly enjoyed that Meg-era.

And football gamage can just be some blasphamous hellspawn. I remember the first time I ever went to one. It was just horrid... it was like if you crossed Roseanne and The OC, meets Celebrity Deathmatch. Though, I could have just saved some time and said Maury... I saw everything from drunken sexual escapades under the bleachers to random girls from my childhood/former classes in tears....

It was just gawdawful.

Why, oh shit, Wheel of Fortune is on.