I Know His Name Was Bob (Thanks, Amy)
by Steve West on November 1, 2007
Prom pictures that are (to be blunt) not good. I think I come closest to number 3. Number 9 is definitely my parents.
Three Replies to I Know His Name Was Bob (Thanks, Amy)
Amy Austin | November 1, 2007
"I know his name was Bob"??? Some prom date!
You should have titled this entry with that one, Farf.
Steve West | November 1, 2007
Good idea.
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Amy Austin | November 1, 2007
On #4... they call it "Abe Lincoln meets Tammy Faye Baker" -- I call it "Slash meets Perla Ferrar"!
(And, actually... I *do* love that crushed velvet jacket.)