Ned’s 2019 Adventures
December 9, 2019
A package arrived this morning from Mrs. Claus, meant as a commemorative keepsake. Ned, however, could not resist the sugary contents advertised by the handsome model. His first bite resulted in a contorted face of surprise with disappointing undertones. Ned quickly began addressing nobody in particular, telling his version of the photo shoot—hot lights, long hours, sweat dripping from under his hat, hair all aflutter—but failed to mention the hundreds of elf-hours lost to all those queued, awaiting their single shutter click.
