<human>: Can you give me the gist of the text in a nutshell?

So, this happened a few months ago.  A friend of mine was lacking in the prom date department and I own a tux, so naturally I offered to go with her (no date = no prom at her school).  Fine.  So, we go to prom, all is well, la-de-fucking-da, dance the night away.  Woohoo.  Meanwhile, my wallet is sitting on my bedroom floor, but it's all peachy keen because I have my license with me.  Don't need to go getting arrested on prom night.

Fast forward to when I get home.  My dad walks in while I'm peeling off one sweaty-ass tux.  He asks me is I remember what the first requirement for one of my college scholarships is, and I say yes, good character.  He then says he was looking in my wallet to make sure I had my driver's license, which he found.  

But how? you ask!  You had the license in your pocket!  Oh, but friends, I had more than one driver's license until that fateful day.  Yes, friends, my father had laid his hands on my fake I.D.  And the really hilarious part is that someone else had to point out that he was clearly snooping in my shit and needed an excuse.
<bot>: Went to prom, dad found my fake, didn't realize he was snooping until bestie pointed it out.