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I’ve never been to a prom. We don’t have them when and where I’m from; we’re too well adjusted for any of that nonsense. Going to the zombie formal with the zombie prom queen last night just blew me away. Blood, brains, Jesi (Jesuses?), and good folk. wellsheeyit‘s room was were the party was. And

…gloves. Thursday started splendidly, and before long I had covered my dear friend mooneyman in broken glass. The rear windshield of the Hyundai did it’s safety thing and erupted into a hundred thousand pieces as I tried to relieve it of its tired position. Pretty soon, our skins were awash with sunscreen and shards of