Bad Debs Memories

The Debs…it’s meant to be magical.  The night you’re an adult, a glamourous beautiful princess.  The night you prepare for for months, spend a fortune on and will remember for the rest of your life!  Unless like me, it’s a disaster you want to forget.

I won’t go into the details, but let’s just say there was a pint spilled over me before dinner, my date completely ignored me for the entire night, and I lost my voice and embarrassed myself in the karaoke competition.  Not fun.  However that is NOTHING compared to young Jessica Halter who was arrested at her prom last week after drunkenly assaulting a policeman, trying to kick a paramedic, and spitting a “bloody ball of spit” at another police officer.

Nice.

She was basically hammered at her prom, and after receiving complaints school administrators approached her to deal with the situation.  However, she did not take that very well, slurring “This is my fucking prom, this is bullshit.  You are fucking bitches, this is my prom, I’m not drunk!”  She then refused to take a breathalyser test, tried to hit cops with a chair, and was eventually carried out.

Pretty dodgy, especially in conservative Ohio.  I wonder if any of you have bad debs memories that could compete?

Louise xoxo

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3 comments

  1. M.F · May 19, 2010

    Right well I bought an inter-railing ticket for the same price as my debs ticket. Prague to Paris – 16 days or one night of sloppy drunkenness?

    • louisemcsharry · May 19, 2010

      So you didn’t go? Probably a good decision.

      • M.F · May 21, 2010

        Its this august – and no were not. Went last year as plus ones which was great, but when it came to buying a ticket we decided that Frequency festival sounded like more fun!

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