A boy I knew in high-school was so poor he had a wooden eye with a pupil painted on it.

He had trouble socially, but I'll never forget watching him work up the nerve to ask a girl to the prom.

She had a cleft lip and she lit up when he asked.

"Would you like to got to the prom with me?" he asked.

"Would I?" She responded.

He freaked and yelled, "hair lip!" back in her face.

I wonder whatever happened to them.