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| If this was the best he could do, Carol Jean wasn't about to ask Bert to help fasten her swimsuit straps again. Being ricocheted onto the lawn and smack dab into the birdhouse pole was no way to start a sunny afternoon... |
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| Mrs. Shavelson thought she had properly gated her yard in order to contain her son, but she vastly underestimated Sheridan's ability to slink through a space no taller than a mail slot! |
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| Between sets at the Honeywood Motor Lodge and Camp Haven on-site cafe, Clarissa liked to smooth over the rough spots by nibbling on some potato chips and knocking back a Mai Tai or three... |
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| Sylvia thought that Curt's afternoon nap was a great time to slide a few dollars out of his wallet to help cover the Toni perm she wanted to purchase on the way home from the sea shore. |
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| And thus Ned found out in the most humiliating way possible never to dive off the yacht from a location so close to a hook... |
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| In a strange sequence of events, the day after this photo was developed Millicent was apparently "home-schooled" and spent summers with her father "out of town" before leaving to "enter a convent," yet no one had ever laid eyes on her again to verify any of these details. |
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