The week before prom my date shaved all her hair but her bangs and dyed them green. My friend Karen ran up to me one morning before class and said, "Have you seen Jen yet?" I said "no" and she proceeded to tell me what she had done to her head. I thought she was messing with me, but lo and behold I ran into her about five minutes later and sure as shit, it was gone. The first thing she said to me was "Do you like it?" At that point I thought that it was way too late to back out and find a new date, so I sais "uh huh.." and prepared myself for the worst.
When I picked her up, to my surprise, she looked great. She had dyed her hair back to a more normal shade of red and did up the bangs all nice, so when you looked at hter straight on, you couldn't tell she had no hair. I was pleasantly surprised. When we were getting into the limo, I looked down and what did I see? A flaming swastika tattooed on her breast. I didn't know about it until then, cause she was wearing a strapless number so's EVERYONE could see.
After the dance, she ditched me for a more "punk rock" guy I had never seen before but just showed up at the dance. Turns out it was her new boyfriend that she had neglected to tell me about BEFORE I spent $200 on dinner, prom tickets, and pictures. (Not to mention the limo, tux, and flowers.)
I wound up getting drunk in the desert with my buddies and their dates, puking my lobster dinner on my rented shoes, and waiting on the porch for my parents to get home because I didn't have my keys.
Not that i'm bitter or anything.