Driving down Main Street you are heckled by brace-faced, acne-ridden teenagers trying to sell you a car wash in the McDonald’s parking lot.
And if you manage to escape then, you know you’ll be forced to donate to the freshmen class bake sale. The fact of the matter is simple, homecoming is expensive. So class presidents rally their peers and put on a ridiculous number of fundraisers to pay for their extravagant week-long celebrations. Only God knows how they managed to set up their table on the pulpit during the service at Second Baptist on Sunday morning.