IS there contraversy onver bring a date to prom.
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IS there contraversy onver bring a date to prom.
Alright every one it's been a while so heres the thing people alyways ask who are you going to Prom with, and every time that word pops up other people ask the same thing like do you have a date. I've heard it from my own family so heres the question for you guys. Is having a date over rated or is it just a way to I don't know rubb shit in people's faces.
Persinaly I say Fuck it and go with friends.
Persinaly I say Fuck it and go with friends.
Prom night 1975. I got laid, but went to a bar down in
Nags Head instead of the prom. My prom date, who was
terribly enraged she got stood up demanded to know
what became of me. Although she was one of my high school
sweethearts I had to ditch that ball twisting shrew.
Down at Nags Head beach all that weekend with a 28 year old
Cherokee Princess and 7/11 Store Cashier, we had an ounce of red
Lebanese hasish, a half ounce of Colombian gold, a cooler of
beer, and three fifths of vodka in a beachfront motel my high school
days were over. Through bloodshot eyes, she looked a lot like
Hyapatia Lee. That night with our patio door opened, hearing waves
break on the sand, smoking a bowl of excellent hash and quality
weed mix while quaffing top shelf juice,I ogled my beach date, the copper skin,
raven hair beauty she was.
Watching her sashay across worn green carpet
and make me another drink, I remember saying -
"Fuck the prom"
Nags Head instead of the prom. My prom date, who was
terribly enraged she got stood up demanded to know
what became of me. Although she was one of my high school
sweethearts I had to ditch that ball twisting shrew.
Down at Nags Head beach all that weekend with a 28 year old
Cherokee Princess and 7/11 Store Cashier, we had an ounce of red
Lebanese hasish, a half ounce of Colombian gold, a cooler of
beer, and three fifths of vodka in a beachfront motel my high school
days were over. Through bloodshot eyes, she looked a lot like
Hyapatia Lee. That night with our patio door opened, hearing waves
break on the sand, smoking a bowl of excellent hash and quality
weed mix while quaffing top shelf juice,I ogled my beach date, the copper skin,
raven hair beauty she was.
Watching her sashay across worn green carpet
and make me another drink, I remember saying -
"Fuck the prom"
