Wednesday, September 24, 2014

9/24/14

File photo from the little-known New Haven Connecticut Holiday Training Academy, where the early days of such folks as The Easter Bunny, The Tooth Fairy and, as seen here, Santa Claus were trained on how to discreetly enter a home without the residents knowing anything about it until they were gone. 
Vivian was eager to get to the club for the annual Marshmallow Roast & Silent Auction, but knew she didn't dare get up from the beauty chair until Ronetta was finished making sure that her hair was precisely matched to that of Ronetta's and Mary Claire's.
Homer and Alma Konnehead, after decades of childlessness, had been so grateful to find little Poindexter in their yard one night after a ripsnorting meteor shower, but it was more difficult to keep the secret of his origin from prying eyes once the warm months came and there was no longer the need for a hat...
Clifford had always bragged to everyone that his wife Molly "had a face like a picture," but it wasn't until several of the neighborhood ladies stopped in for a visit that they realized he'd been slightly misunderstood...
...And so it was on this day that Esther learned never to take Roscoe up on a quick spin around the patio to the strains of Bobby Darin if she intended to keep her hairstyle set for the rest of the evening's activities.
For years, people had wondered how Ted always seemed to know all the juiciest gossip about his friends and his friends' girlfriends until finally he was caught listening in as the gals powdered their noses out at Hopper Hills Lake.

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