All the graduates walked in the 387 degree gym, making the mercury rise to a cozy 923 degrees.
Every freakin name just HAD to be called, and everyone just HAD to go on stage to get a little piece of paper that says "I have a degree!"
"Please don't trip....please don't trip...."
Yay! It's all done and over, time for graduation money and gifts and spiked punch and munchies and...what's this? Joey's dressed up!
Now it's on to other adventures...
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