Professor Kropotkin was elated! There in the sand he made an incredible find.
"Is that the royal necklace of Queen Nefertitty?" asked his young assistant Bart Bannerman.
"That's Nefertiti," replied Kropotkin, "and yes. I just hope there isn't a curse."
Back in New York City the Professor presented the fabled necklace to his wife Janie. Immediately her breasts grew three sizes.
"Oh, no!" cried Janie. "There is a curse to the Necklace of Nefertitty!"
"That's Nefertiti," replied Kropotkin. "And there is no curse."
So shoot me, this is what I thought of. Hey, you try being a 65 year old balding guy who's been totally out of the action since almost the time of Nefertiti, and let's see what you come up with!
I'm sure the other Friday Fictioneers will be much more socially acceptable in their takes upon the above picture prompt and you can find out by clicking here.
I only hope Russell doesn't mess up what I just said.