It Started With A Wig

It started with a wig.

A curly black afro wig that Margaret needed for an English Class project.


Parke & I searched, and found it in the closet.

 

 

I had her don the wig so I could take her picture.

 

 

Then, we added the headband.

 

 

THEN, Vincent joined in on our fun …

 

 

 

 

 First, we decided that he needed a bit of Sprucing Up.

Next, we purloined some Headwear from a few Stuffed Monkeys (& a Chubby Alien)

This allowed us to transform Vincent into:

 A Chef …

and a Rhino both Mysterious and perhaps a bit Sinister!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

We raided the bedroom that belonged to Somebody Who Wasn’t Even In Town.

Oh, the Props we found there! Now we could tell The Story of The Sweet Dreams:

 

 

“Vincent’s Grammy always told him that if he’d sleep on a Peppermint, he would have Sweet Dreams.

 

 

As he slept, A Mysterious (and perhaps a bit Sinister) Skeleton crept up on him.

 

 

But OOPS! The Skeleton’s arm fell off before he could Do His Mischief.”

 

 

 

 

(SWEET! )

 

 

Vincent gave this Tale One Thumb Up

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

No … no … he gave it TWO Thumbs Up! (Wow)  :~)

He wore a silly Bunch ‘O Bugs

on his head …

 … and wept with despair over his chances of ever winning The Algebra Award.


 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

As a matter of fact, we decided Vincent felt like quite the Dunce when he thought of his lack of Abilities In Math.

(It’s so hard to wield a calculator when you’re shaped like Vincent!)

But we weren’t finished with Vincent yet!

We wanted pictures of Prince Vince.

 

… and Vincent,

the Exotic Dancer,

playing a Yellow Guitar …

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

We chewed Gum and cut Teeth and rounded up some Bling (and a Belly-Dance Skirt) for shots of Vincent’s Flashier Side.


Then we put him in a bubble bath …

 

… turned him into The Rhino In The Bubble …

 

 

 


…brushed his teeth …
 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

… landed The Bluebirds Of Happiness in The Wig …

… put our toys away …

… and went to bed.

The End

An Evening At The Watering Hole

Vincent Van ‘No had lived In Town for several months when he decided that it was time to meet some of his Fellow Beasts.  He’d heard wonderful things about a Swanky Place located on the West-Hand side of  The City — The Watering Hole.

 

 

Still a bit embarrassed about his recent ear-ectomy, Vincent donned his

Best Hat

(which was quite fashionable back in The Jungle)

and skipped off for his Adventure. 

 

 

 

 

When he got to The Watering Hole, the first thing Vincent noticed was that

NOBODY  who was going in was wearing a hat.

(He stashed his in a nearby bush.)

The Watering Hole was a lively place, full of Colorful Characters from every species!

Vincent, who had always thought of himself as Very Gregarious, found himself Shy and Awkward in this setting — in fact, the term “Wall Flower” repeated itself in his head like a Scratched CD! :~þ

 

Just when Vincent was Thoroughly Disgusted with his Own Behavior,

 

 

a Cute Little Monkey offered him a bite of her banana.

 

Although he politely declined the Banana Bite,

 

the proverbial Ice Was Broken and Vincent found a New Friend in The Cute Little Monkey.

Eventually, The Cute Little Monkey was called away, but by then, Vincent had re-gained His Confidence and decided to strike up A Conversation with The Hippo.

While not quite as Colorful a Character as some of The Other Beasts, The Hippo was Kindly and Gracious and he and Vince exchanged email addresses.

All in all, Vincent had a Wonderful Evening at The Watering Hole.

He and his New Friends looked forward to getting to know each other and Many, Many, Many Enjoyable Times Together.

The End.