Lauren Peeks Into Imelda's Closet
by Steve West on July 23, 2016

Lauren is at Summer Camp until tomorrow and while she was gone, I sent her a card. It's become traditional for the card to be "shoe-themed". This year, the outside of the card featured a picture of the president awarding her a prize.
The President states, "Because you have saved the nation from all spiders I am awarding you this pair of magic shoes. While wearing these, you can run so fast that you can even outrun death itself."
Picture of Lauren with the quote, "Well, thanks..."
Inside the card starts with picture of Lauren pointing at a pair of individual toe shoes saying, "Wait, these are those shoes with the weird individual toes."
The President replies, "But wearing these shoes will make you immortal!"
Lauren responds, "I'm gonna have to think about this..."
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Scott Hardie | August 7, 2016
Hehe, I like it. I take it there must have been some pretty good cards along these lines in previous years, too.