McM@ster Prom: Year 2

We all remember last year's prom, right?

Well this year it was more of the same.

The 20,000 person banquet...



The Secret Game Hen...



The scrumptious dessert tray...



The martinis...





Boobs...



The only difference really was that there were fewer totally sweet people.

Also we were down a Kwan.

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Eugene hooked me up with a hot date, this cute fungirl named May.



I was also joined by two other double-breasted beauties...



And a Euge...



...and his GF.



Dancing and funnery proceeded late into the evening.






As we were leaving, the Stolpman made an appearance.



They never did play SexyBack though, which was kind of disappointing.

Brokeback and the McM@ster-Carr Industrial Supply Distribution Prom

We watched Brokeback Mountain earlier this afternoon.



It was everything I had hoped for and more. I think it is going to win a whole lot of awards. Heath Ledger better win an Academy Award. He was so good. They were ALL so good. I even suspended my undying hatred for Michelle Williams in order to appreciate the remarkable performance she gave.

Meghan was still crying 15 minutes after we had exited the theater and were in the presence of singing and dancing sexy-Santa-suit clad Rockette wannabes.

But let's rewind...

We went to the McM@ster-Carr Christmas Party last night thanks to Katie & Co. It was a total and complete blast.








There was steak and there was lobster, both of which we ate copious amounts.






All was good in the world until Pete, my eating nemesis, discovered the Secret Cornish Game Hen which nobody had realized was an alternative to our already delicious meals.



He ordered one. And I followed suit.

It almost ruined my night. (I obviously learned nothing from the Veal Fiasco the night before.)

But alas, Kristy and I took a one-hour break following the incredible meal in order to digest and rally. And rally we did. Or I did anyway.



Everyone was looking superfine so we took a crap-ton of pictures.





The crazy Ginger was videotaping...



We couldn't take enough pictures...

...and in almost every possible order and arrangement.




Brianne went with Brian as her date. Yucko face.



There was a major drinking going on.




Great music. Great dancing.















Eeee....but those CAT PEOPLE...



Whew! It was exhausting.



But so good.






We were not drunk.



Really...




We weren't.










Merry McM@ster Xmas!!!