I bet no one can top Carman's prom of '84. I think it was at a Grand Blanc Golf club or something.Three bomb threats were called in (by a disgruntled student) during the evening, requiring us to retire into golf carts while they checked the building. The band was so bad, they played Prince's 1999 song as a slow song. I had come from a proud no-prom heritage, so when I was asked, I was sort of bummed that I had broken the chain.I was thankful for the evening to be over... and I think I told my date I had a curfew when I didn't.wap-WAHHHH.... ;p
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