5 + 8 =/= 10

Today, I got back from prom. Prom was cool. I didn't like dressing up, and I didn't dance whatsoever, but the conversation was good. Robert Nesbit and I determined that it was pretty much like going to a jazz club, only with terrible music. So we're now determined to find a jazz club in which we can replicate prom, only it'll be better.

Everything became funny by the end of the night.
The end of the night was 5:15 in the morning, btdubs.

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I hung out with Bobina for most of today, blah blah.

Here's a video that she finds entertaining:


THE END RAWR1

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