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We've collected the most important imagery from 'Graduation Day'!
Listen along with the Again With This podcast on "Graduation Day" and wonder why you got so lucky.
We wouldn't have guessed that you need to go all the way to Mexico to get something as innocuous as confetti, but then again, we're not as savvy as Muntz.
We're in a fight with whomever ruined this perfectly nice briefcase with this dumb Condor patch, but the Chancellor seems touched. Farewell, sweet Arnie!
Left: pants too flappety. Right: pants WAY too tight. Neither of you is dressed for a walk!
Maybe Graduates Clare and Donna should have scooched a little closer together -- oh, no reason.
Good call, Grandma Silver. It was totally worth paying you to urge sourpuss David to smile and not have any lines. Seriously, we're not being sarcastic!
Don't mind us, we're just imagining ourselves in Steve's place, getting a big fat smooch from a silver fox in a pinky ring.
Just a trio of unsmooth criminals.
We've seen a lot of dumb outfits walking on this poor beach, but none, until now, that were almost certainly going to lose their rental deposits.
Here's us, facing the fact that we won't get to hang out with Kathleen Robertson anymore after this episode. Snif!
LOOK, WE NOTICED THAT AUSTIN TOOK A BIG SEX WHIFF AND NOW SO DO YOU
Oh hi, third Erin. Will you hang on through the end of this show? We're committed to find out, siiiiigh.
Donna brings her nipples' Marty Feldman tribute to a kindergarten graduation ceremony, as you do.
Same, Jackie. Same.
If you've spent any time with old ladies, you know their favourite thing is to subject the hair they get done once a week and then keep spraying with hella Aqua Net to a ride in a convertible with its top down.
Same, Clare. Same.
Not sure why these low-top hiking shoes are included in this collection of Donna's sex stuff, but good for her for already knowing her kink.
Our kink is not this.
And that is definitely not big enough to hold all our barf.
If Jason Priestley doesn't leave this pocket blocking in Season 7, Sarah might have an actual stroke.
Half a note in a commercially printed greeting card; no cheque. Classy, Abby.
Kelly receives flowers, and is a bitch about it.
This is as close as Jason Priestley can get to making Brandon look guilty.
Val checks in to the local Miami Vice-themed hotel.
Same, Val. Same.
Kelly finds out Brandon doesn't care about the dress she's wearing UNDER her graduation gown, and is a bitch about it. (She doesn't know it's because he's on his way out the door to try to prevent Val's suicide, but when she finds out she'll be a bitch about that too.)
Brandon still can't get out of a car like a normal person, but at least that sidewalk slide proves Ian Ziering's not the only one making his own fun.
Sarah says that based on their surnames and departments, this graduation seating arrangement might make sense. Tara says it's entirely outside her experience. Discuss!
Some people put on a bra to kill themselves. Not Val!
Graduation gown and confetti join forces to hide Jennie Garth's pregnancy. They don't, but they tried.
Super-classy Hollywood theme party, just a few classy steps from the Golden Arches.
Extry extry! These two still extraneous buttnuts!
Bill calls the guest of honour up on stage, and Kelly is a bitch about it.
Joy is made to watch as Kelly is a bitch about it.
Brandon's rented '20s outfit clashes, and Kelly is a bitch about it.
The camera backs as far up as it can and still be in the building with Jennie Garth, and if we could make her out, we'd probably see what Kelly is being a bitch about.
Kelly's father answers when she starts a conversation with him, and Kelly is a bitch about it.
This is Brandon's reaction to Kelly telling him she doesn't want to break up. Is he...disappointed?
Future roommates exchange a Significant Look. (Val wins.)
Ian Ziering didn't get to slide on a greased-up sidewalk, but he does get to pop an eyebrow...
...and retrieve his lucky bowtie from Val's cleavage.
Jason Priestley just looks so tired. We get it. Farewell, Season 7!