Happy Hour Confessions

Every now and then I'm bowled over by an overwhelming love for my friends. This feeling usually comes after about 70 beers, but in some cases, it happens when I'm sober. This happened on Friday at Happy Hour.

During Senior Week, our last hurrah before we're kicked out into the real world, the school plans a ton of activities, from River Fest (a school-sponsored kegger) to Senior Formal. My friend Gabe and I decided to go as each other's dates to Senior Formal and in bringing this up, we started in on our fond memories from prom.

I, for example, brought a girl to prom, but still "wasn't gay." HILARIOUS. However, Scott and Gabe's stories trump my sexual confusion at prom. Scott got asked to prom by a retarded girl from school. To add insult to injury, he was her SEVENTH choice. He couldn't find it in his heart to say no. Similarly, Gabe went to prom with a girl with one arm. According to him, she was "really hot" despite the missing limb.

I guess we're not as shallow as we all seem.

LOVE IT.