When your favorite Happily-Ever-After-Landers hit the beach last week, Papa Bear did what is expected of any dutiful daddy - he carved a shallow pit in the sand to assure his back would be comfy, then laid down and waited to be buried.
Ahh, but Miss Priss wasn't alone on this one. She was joined by her 11-year-old cousin and friend. Girls who knew a little something about sculpture.
They had a vision.
And when they started out, if I recall, certain promises were made.
The sculpture commissioned was supposed to be that of a "MerMan."
After completing the tail, the girls combed the beach for decorations.
"We need necklaces. And a shell bra!"
"Ummm, girls, is he supposed to be a MerMan or a MerMaid?"
"A MerMan!"
Oh yeah? Then how'd he wind up with these???
Apparently, MerMen have evolved with the ability to nurse their young.
Think it can still work with sand boobies?
