Nachos. Not really, but we're hungry.

Attention Ladies of the Class of 1994:

You're welcome.

For what?

For finding a stockpile of pictures from the Senior Luau and not posting them.

I mean, you probably looked better in a bathing suit then than you do now (not that we're haters or anything...but let's face it...you're not 17 anymore), but HOLY COW we all had horrible taste in bathing suits.

We had no idea so many boring one-piece suits existed in the world. And for those of you who dared to rock the bikinis, those leg holes really couldn't be any higher.

You go, girl.

Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh 1994...you were a fashion wasteland.

On the upside, I'll betcha if you looked at pictures of TODAY'S 17-year-olds in bathing suits they'd look like a bunch of hoochies. So good job with the age appropriate modesty ladies.

And yes, we know that makes us sound old.

Another thing that makes us sound old: We own crock pots.

How did that happen?

But shoot -- if we want to go old school and set up a nacho fundraiser (mmmm...cheese sauce and bulk tortilla chips) we'd be equipped.

So now you're all "Ummm, why am I wasting my valuable internet surfing time reading about ugly bathing suits and crock pots??? Is this our 15th reunion or our 50th??"

You're right, you're right. We'll do better next time, we promise.