My parents just returned from the place where all aging Jews go for the winter: Florida. For some reason, even though my mother hates thrill rides and my father has weight and mobility problems, they decided they wanted to visit Disneyworld on this trip, and they just sent me a package of souvenir magnetic clips:

As
columbina said, "It looks like what happened to Mickey after one of the cats got to him."
( A little more weirdness, after the cut. )

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