We'd all wind up going as a group,but it would fall apart quickly: GC would wander off with some cowboy type,KB would start hitting on all the froshes, NA would be setting all the lab animals free and Zapppop would be in the principle's office hacking his computer. iSm would slip some mescaline into the punch and then we'd all be kicked out. Then, we'd talk €uro into using his fake ID and buying some quality beverages (Mad Dog and Coors), we'd rent the POTC suite and set up camp. Eventually our party would get busted and Scaeagles would have to bail us out of the slammer. We'd be so wasted we wouldn't have remembered a thing, had not Disneyphile videotaped everything for posterity.
