Sometimes when I glance into my peepingstones I see disturbing visions. Like this one. I think it needs a caption. If I had spent more time watching television in my youth instead of reading scriptures and cross referencing to Nibley (a natural pre-requisite for translation to the Bosom of Abraham, you see) I would probably say something about this tourist's shirt and the Brady Tiki curse. But of course I don't know what that is...
...even though the Brady family should totally have their temple work done for them by now. Alice would make a great second wife to Carol. If only Mr. Brady hadn't been born with those pre-determined tendencies. (Why did a loving Heavenly Father do that?) Never mind. Forget I ever even said that.
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