This one is brought on by a photo posted by a friend.
In high school, I played in the marching band. One year (was it freshman year?) we went down to Florida, and played in one of an infinite number of parades that go through Disney World. While we were waiting for the parade to start, in our New England wool uniforms, a whole cadre of Micky Mice walked by, in flying V formation, with their heads off, tucked under their arms. If you've seen these creatures, you know they are inhumanly tall- the actual people inside are looking out the bowtie. Thus, when they have the heads off their uniforms, they are, in fact, headless. There had to have been at least 15 of them, all bumbling by in military formality, carrying their heads. It was a crazily beautiful moment, and one I'll carry for a very long time.
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