it was time to photographically commemorate our partnership.
here's to my ladder buddy lori. she's my principal's wife and she laughs at everything i say. not hard to figure out why i like her.
i don't know where these came from, but giant silver men holding shell poles always spruce up a prom! the girls weren't too keen on the shell poles and were covering them with, you guessed it -- gossamer. after they were done i readjusted the gossamer to drape a little lower and cover their 'sensitive areas' which i find a bit more gossamer-needy than the shell poles. the poles gave them a dignified manly sort of look. like they'd just returned from spearing their own shell for dinner or something.
not only do the gold railings need a healthy dose of gossamer, but there's nothing funner than turning yourself into a gossamer hero a la zorro!
since my only option for a date to prom would have been silver shell-spearing man, i decided to skip this year.
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