Prom Number Two PICTURES

And number deuce.

I like your dress, grade 5, it suits you well. Hell, I'd even fuck you... Were these taken in a cemetary?

Gah! I hope you're kidding.

Don't tell me... you're the guy... explains that, but still you look big for never making it past 5th grade...

Yeah I'm the guy. Oh my god please tell me you were kidding.

Nice pictures, but that's just too fuckin' funny that Brock thought you were the girl. It's all good though, don't be offended. At least he thought you were hot.

I never said hot. I said I'd fuck her, er... at least I'd fuck her before she became a him, and even then if I was coked-up enough, and the background really was a cemetary, and I was into underaged male-tail then maybe, like, but yeah, ya know, hot or not, little difference... although she does have pretty big damn teeth, but you know what they say about chicks with big teeth... I mean, Mr. Ed or not...

Haha. This is too funny. Why would you think I was the girl?

...I'm a little afraid of what the answer's gonna be...

I really haven't the foggiest... I'm flesh and bone and our lifestyles are probably comparable but I'm just... not... there, to liberally quote from Master Bateman... maybe I just have a repressed fantasy about a chick I nailed in the forehead with a rubber ball in 5th grade during a recess time game of dodgeball as a way of showing I dug her in my pre-pubescent tasteless sort of way, or maybe it's something deeper... best not to delve too deeply into my constipated psyche... never know what's gonna punch through to the other side...

Maybe because the only people that post prom pictures are either female or teh faget?

What are you saying, bro? You making an insinuation against yourself? That would make the blue dress moll a faghag or some other such derogatory phrase, but hey, to each his/her own. You do kind of have one of those 'hard man' haircuts, in the european sense of the phrase, dig? I'm guessing she shut you out? Either that or she's your sister. Either way the possibilities are mindnumbing to say the least...

Ehhh. She didn't totally shut me out. She was just my date. We really had nothing to talk about. She was a nice girl, but when I was bringing her home it was near silence. And you can bet it was awkward.

And I'm not teh faget, you know, just for the record.

I like how you say that... "just my date" and "we really had nothing to talk about"... smart man. In other words you went with her because you needed arm-dressing to get in. That's even better. Ya know, people get so upset when I say stuff like that. I'll have someone ask how a date went, and I'll say "fine", and they'll say "so... what do you think of her, was she your type?", and I'll say "huh? Um... if by type do you mean she didn't completely annoy me with her nonstop talking and airheaded reasoning, then yeah, she was my type. What do I think of her? Well, she's got great tits and if you close your eyes while she's blowing you, you can almost imagine it's someone else if it wasn't for her lack of technique and overbite from hell." Somehow this comes off as "picky" on my part. I mean, what do they want? I don't want to marry every chick I go out with, not even a small percentage of them. I just need to nut, plain and simple. And I never figured you were a turd burglar, but if you were, then burgle away... and really just expect things to be awkward on every date or whatever cause chances are they will. Things are rarely natural in a setting where you are hunting for your next slice...

Well, I never intended to get all up in that, if you know what I'm saying. I wouldn't have objected, but that's not the point. I met her through some mutual friends, and since half the girls at my school are... not too great looking... she was the safest bet. Like I said, she's a really nice girl and when I hung out with her with the mutual friends I mentioned before, she's great company. Just, the time we spent one-on-one wasn't very fruitful. I have nothing against her, I don't hate her because she didn't give it up. I'm chalking it up to something about me didn't really strike her fancy. And that's fine. I had a good time nonetheless.

G5, aren't you just a sweet potato?

god, i sound like someone's gramma...

Yeah, I totally *heart* Grade 5 right now. He's a big sweetie and not at all teh faget.

Hey moe! Wanna be my grandma? Cause I only have one and she's not really mine, she's my best friend's. I am sorely lacking. Then you could say things like the sweet potato thing and no one would pass judgement.

sure jane, but only if you sing to me "damn i love you, boomin' granny" everytime you see me.

and G5 is NOT teh faget. he's just an adorable boy with minimal education who likes to display pictures of himself for the world to see. nothing wrong with that.

As I said, NOT teh faget, as he himself had suggested. I mean, look at him! He's wearing a suit and took a nice girl to the prom! Snaps!

Of course I won't say that when I see you, darling Grandmama. Maybe I should call you 'g-ma', or whatever the hip kids are saying these days.

This feels like the best-selling novel Chicken Soup for my Anus...

awwww...don't be jealous

Not jealous, just thinking how this thread has turned into a new cast for the movie "Tadpole". You know, the one with the two older women going for jailbait... not that you hotties are THAT much older than him, and really, nothing wrong with older, I mean I'm over the hill... fuck... I turn 29 in November... I'm almost completely in the grave...

i can't speak for jane, but i don't go trolling message boards for dates, or roles in movies.

i'm just a fan of compliments, whether receiving or giving. if i can play a small role in someone's positive self esteem, i can punch out for the day, because my work is done.

Also I think that grade 5 and I are the same age. I mean, if I had a scanner I'd post some prom pictures too, as my senior prom was about a month ago. And I feel the same way about compliments. You know..."And in the end, the love you take is equal to the love you make." I think that's how it goes.

Relax, pumpkin. Just a silly observation, meaning nothing and about nothing other than a mere momentary lapse of reason. Compliments are great. Here's one now... I can feel it coming on... umm... You are... er... damnnit! Had it and lost it! I'm not good at this stuff. Best to let the pro'sa handle that action.

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by jane s. [/i]
[B]"And in the end, the love you take is equal to the love you make." I think that's how it goes. [/B][/QUOTE]

Okay... I don't do this often, but...

LOL...

Sounds like a Carpenters song, though I know I've heard it in a movie...

Dude! It's the Beatles! Crap.

But thank you for the compliment that almost was, it was a valiant effort. I shall treasure it.

I feel the love, guys. I feeeeel the love.

aww grade 5 what a cutie all scrubbed up!

Stop it, I'm blushing!