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Good Times. New York, NY

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I never went to my senior prom.  I think I was too busy making just above minimum wage in the children’s literature department of an unnamed giant corporate bookstore or taking an obscene amount of time to choose a movie at Hollywood Video or road tripping through Midwestern suburbia to visit random cooljews.  Either way, I don’t really feel like I made THE BIGGEST MISTAKE OF MY LIFE, but I have met several individuals long since I peaced the hell out of John Adams who have felt otherwise. G.OE.A.G.L.E.S..!
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I’m inclined to think, however, that tonight’s culinary adventure might appease these winners (ie people who peaked in high school) because much like senior prom it will also include:
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1. ..faux-comradery with people I will never see again
2. ..disappointment due to massive over-hype
3. ..the near impossibility of ever happening again
4. ..non-stop complaining about the cost
5. ..waking up day of with at least 1 unmanageable pimple
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Well, this morning I woke up with 5, so don’t be too jealous that tonight I’m going
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  • im confused…are you going to a prom? an eagles game? an eagles themed prom?

  • Amy

    did you click the “here” link? that’s where i’m going. and as for the eagles, that’s my high school’s mascot.

  • mjr

    please take me with you next time // i want to try to do their ten-person fried chicken xtreme night, who is having a birthday soon we can heavily suggest to do that