Oh man, the Westboro Baptist people were going to come and protest my high school graduation because we'd voted for a lesbian prom king. Now, the trick here is that Prom royalty was not a big deal. We voted at the dance and most people tossed the ballots they were handed as they walked in into the trash bin that was about four feet away. Some friends of the lesbian girl thought it'd be funny to put her as king, so they got enough people to vote for her. A few days later and Ferndale, Washington is on the map for gay rights (it was a joke, dammit! Not a statement!) and the Westboro folks decide to come and hate us. A letter from local religious groups sent to Fred Phelps, the founder of the Westboro hate group, seemed to convince him to leave us alone, but I thought it would've been awesome to see those nuts in person.