Prom and the Midgets

Chicken was over this weekend, and we were looking back at pictures of our jr prom. I'll have to scan a few pics for you from way back when. We and our dates went to the prom together. We had a riot, and my prom date, was hot. I kind of wondered on occasion if he was gay, he IS a nurse, but anyway. After prom we were staying in a hotel, and our parents weren't normal. They knew we were staying w/our dates in a hotel, but we just had to call them and let them know which one and the rm #. This was before the cell phone revolution, so we had to go down to the lobby to use the payphones. Chicken and I were both talking to our moms, standing next to each other when a midget walked by. We kind of looked at each other and giggled. A few seconds later, 6 midgets came by. We were like "whoa, I didn't know that there were whole families of midgets-weird." We live in mid-west Michigan, there is nothing interesting here, or wasn't then anyway, and we lived in the woods. Little people are not commonly seen so it was funny to us. We got off the phone, and we were talking about the family, giggling, and looking fwd to getting our drink on. We're music lovers, and kind of fanatacal about some late 60's-early 70's rock. We heard Jimi Hendrix 'Purple Haze' and we were like "where is that coming from?? Let's go see if its a wedding reception, crash it, get some free food/drinks" We started wandering down long hallways, following the music. We found the room, it was a HUGE ballroom type thing, and the door wasn't open all the way. We cracked that bad boy open, and our jaws dropped in amazement. There was this big sing that said "Welcome the the little people of america convention!!!" lolololololol! There were 1000? midgets in there shaking thier asses to 'purple haze'. So yeah, we joined them. We had a blast! We went and got our dates, and got drunk as hell w/ the cool ass little people. For as small as they are, they can hold some liquor. We hung out w/ them drinking/smoking pot till the early hours of the morning. All was well till my date passed out, and this small fella tried to make his move. Ha! How 'bout nope. Sorry dude. He kept trying to convince me that he was the shit and I should stay w/ him, my date was asleep anyway, why waste perfectly good prom night? Eeewwwwww. So then it got weird. I had to collect my passed out date, and my chicken, and crawl our way back up to our own room. That was for sure a night to remember. Nothing like the good ole' days :)