Priceless. WBH looked really hard for a mini orange tuxedo for Stinky, but nothing turned up. We may have to add a top hat and cane to the collection the next time this tux is rotated in.
Dancing in the disco lights was alternatingly exhilirating and terrifying. At one point he attempted a break dancing back spin, which turned into more of a butt-spin. A circle of students formed around him, clapping and cheering him on.
Things wrapped up on the quiet upperdeck, where the waves rocked him to sleep. We're starting a new trend: pajamas at the end of prom. Just watch, it's going to be huge. We think next year will be Stinky's last until he attends his own. It will be at the Seattle Aquarium, and we think that's a good way to end it.
Oh, as a final note, can we discuss how Sting's hot-for-teacher song "Don't Stand So Close to Me" is really not an appropriate choice of music for prom?