J.T. got a kick out of this permission slip, which his co-worker had to sign before her 17-year-old son was allowed to go the first high school dance of the year. (Apparently “leave room for Jesus” just doesn’t cover it these days.)
I’m loving the concept of “dance detention,” but the name of the high school is really the cherry on top.
extra credit: The world’s largest dance detention performance [youtube]