Teenage boys, always checking to see who has the bigger... limo.
He needs someone else to choose his outfits from now on.
I nominate his date as future clothes-chooser.
Not impressed by the helicopter.
I'm pretty sure he does no falsetto singing at any point during the series.
He looks like he's about to bomb at an open mic night.
...and she knows how to use them.
I wouldn't have gone out with him again after this. She's a champ.
This show consistently equates shortness with funniness.
She's wearing a tiny ring. Are she and Kenny engaged?
Don't make her wear round clothes and hold round things. Rude.
Those had better be fake pearls.
Maybe it's better from the ribs down.
I dig that brooch. Get it?!
She should wear more baby pink.
Can't go wrong with one of these babies.
A goddess even when handling Tupperwear.
A plague on the vestments that besmirch her loveliness!
Opera gloves. I live.
Ignoring all that nonsense, she looks friggin' adorable.
Now the Mario Bros. theme song is stuck in my head.
The headache has moved to my knitwear.
He has a retro tuxedo just in case, I guess.
Well, that was a lot. Proms are exhausting, huh? And I didn't even think to save what I wore. Then again, I rented my tux. And it was really ugly.