Dropping my son off for the final day of the 7th Grade, I noticed a stark contrast.  60% of the girls were dressed really nice, while 60% of the boys looked like the had just jumped off a train, after finishing off some pork and beans straight from the can.  No kidding, they could not even do right by the word “dishevelled.”

Really?  Dudes.  There will be lots of photos taken.  Photos that will live long after you have seen the error of your ways.  Four words:  shirt with a collar.  You’ll thank me someday.