Went stag with my friends. We played Slayer in the car ride there and got McDonalds for dinner.

Prom is coming up for most of you young-uns. So I figured I'd share my story. It all started when he I saw him dating the woman I loved. Well, that isn't true. It all started when I fell in love with the woman I loved. Sophomore year, high school. I was an awkward person, I had learning disorders, or so I was told. I was the "weirdo" "freak" "retard". Everybody would always pick on me. Well, you get the idea. School was hell for me. I had no friends because nobody wanted to be associated with me and everybody loved to hate me. Even the teachers hated me. I didn't do anything to offend anybody unless you count merely existing as being offensive. So, you get the idea, I was a total reject. I developed a crush on Sandy Mathers, a beautiful redhead with bright green eyes, angel's skin, and long silky hair. Her body was just the right shape and she had a great personality. I tried to flirt with her, but my attempts were awkward and unbecoming.I loved her. Every time I saw her I felt alive and dead inside. Conflicting emotions tore through me. I wished she would notice me not for the freak everybody thinks I am, but for who I am. Skip to senior year, prom night was coming up. I still had a crush on Sandy, so I asked her out by giving her favorite flowers and a ring that I bought for her. But she rejected me and instead, she chose Chad Worthington, a football jockey who would always pick on me. He made my life a living hell. He would always take my backpack away from me and rip up my essays which I worked hard to complete. Then everybody would laugh. He would give me swirlies in the bathroom, leaving me humiliated. He shat in my locker, pissed in my bookbag, spat in my face, all sorts of nasty stuff. The teachers knew about this but they did nothing to stop him in fact, they laughed. Sometimes I even got in trouble for "provoking him". Yet, despite how despicable he is Sandy chose him. The world was unfair, I was furious and I felt betrayed by fate. Why did she choose such a disgusting human being? Prom night came, and I had nobody. I looked with envy and tears in my eyes as Chad danced with her, my love. He saw me crying and came over and said "Awww what's the matter baby? Retard doesn't have a date?" Then he got up in my face and pushed me. They say some people have a moments in their lives where they feel like they awaken. That they discover some hidden potential that they knew they never had. I had one such awakening at that very moment. As soon as Chad pushed me, I snapped. I grabbed his head, and before he could do anything, I leaned in, crunched my mouth down on his nose and bit it off. I was awarded with a spray of blood and a girlish scream issuing from Chad. The next moment, he was on the ground kicking his legs and holding his nose, blood gushing through his fingers. Sandy looked at me standing with a mouth covered in blood and she screamed. I spat out Brad's nose and it flew through the air and landed in between a girl's breasts. She looked down and she also screamed.It all happened so quickly. Chad was still on the ground squealing, bleeding everywhere. Nearby dancers who didn't notice him or his screaming (due to the loud music) slipped in the puddle of his blood and fell down. Some of them hit their noses on the dance floor and broke them. In a turn of bad luck, more blood squirted out into the dance floor, causing even more people to slip and break their noses, which in turn, caused even more blood and more broken noses. It was like a ripple-effect of pure chaos. I looked on with horror and satisfaction. All of these people, they all rejected me. All of them. They deserved what they got. But not Sandy, she was always nice to me. she never made fun of me, she did not deserve this. I saw her on the floor crying. I went to help her up, but she freaked out, flailing her arms everywhere. She tried to run away from me, but it was too crowded and slippery on the dance floor, so she ran across the stage where the band was performing. I tried to chase after her, wanting to apologize. But I accidentally bumped into the guitarist who in turn accidentally fell on Sandy, making her trip on one of the cords and dive head first into the amplifier. Sparks flew, I heard a blood curdling scream and her body convulsed. NExt moment, her hair catches on fire. So she gets up and starts rolling around. Then she rolled right off the stage and landed on another girl, whose dress promptly caught on fire. So now there were people on the dance floor with broken noses and now a fire was starting to spread. Everybody tried to run for the door, but most of them kept slipping on the blood. It was utter chaos, delightful chaos. At this point, I no longer cared about Sandy. She chose chad. I found this to be a lot more satisfying. So I watched as they burned, screaming bloody murder. But all of a sudden, the sprinklers turned on. The fire withered and started to die out. So it seemed that some people would survive. "Dammit" I thought. "why won't they just die?" Just then, the water touched the broken and still sparking amplifier. Electricity surged through the water and electrocuted everybody to death. The sweet smell of human flesh filled the air. I decided it was time for me to leave, so I walked out the door, got into my car and I left.

Let's get a pic of this chick. We need to give her a r8 m8.

[quote]Yup, and it's with the gal I like to, although we're going "strictly as friends."[/quote] Only kidding, my condolences bro. Welcome to the eternal friend-zone