drop it low, spread it wide.

It's PROM ya'll

It all starts out with everyone rushing to get ready.

Your date picks you up, and of course he forgot the corsage.

Everyone meets for pictures, innocent enough.

Then, the parents leave.

We, of course, take more pictures, crank up the jams in the car, and head to dinner.

Food, convesation, and an over-all good time.

It gets close to time for the actual prom to start, but who wants to be there on time?

Not you.

So, as to arrive fashionbly late, you take a trip to the park, wander around, and talk with your group some more.

Then, to the DANCE!

You shake it up with your fantastic date and all your friends.

You get super sweaty, but it doesn't matter.

Your hair and make up that you spent hours fixing is destroyed, but it doesn't matter.

Prom happens.

Finally, a round of late-night mini golf, failed attempts at the batting cages, and a feast at Waffle House-you are done with prom.

Your group heads their separate ways, to remove make-up, rip out bobby pins, and pass out where ever they land.

That, my friends, is prom.