It would be cool if we had this DO announcer lady that would go to your door and tell you when you made it and the people would be all, “Are you serious? We’re in?” and the lady would be jumping up and down and holding them going, “I don’t know if it was the sweater vest or your cute top but it’s official. You’re a DO!” Then they’d all fall down laughing and holding each other and crying.
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