Honestly, homecoming isn't all that it's hyped up to be. It's $10 for a few hours of a bunch of writhing, sweaty high school kids in a dark gym.
However, that's not why I left thirty minutes after I got to the dance. Long story short, it'd been a tiring week and I wasn't too keen on spending the next few hours in a loud gym with kids who I never spoke to.
So, a couple friends and I opted for a quick ice cream stop at Dairy Queen and classy Walmart pictures.
Isn't this picture just eggcellent? We even color coordinated the cartons to our outfits!
Charlies Angels ft. breakfast meat. Great combo, I know.
The Dairy Queens.
Even though my feet were killing me and my mind was rendered virtually useless at the end of the night, I wouldn't have asked for it any other way. I love my goofy friends and our silly ideas. Cheesy, I know, but that Cookie Dough Blizzard was just way too damn good for me to not have a great night.
Oh, and Walmart wasn't such a shoddy place for some great hoco photos.