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Touch the merchandise, my little Punkenstein. Posted on 10/19/2010 by John Hardy Hardy Communications Development John@HardyCD.com Today at the Hallmark card shop, my 8 year old daughter and I were getting a birthday card where we saw this display. Hallmark’s dancing Frankenstein. Image Credit: Hallmark ©2010 The Hallmark clerk gave us a demonstration. As my daughter and I laughed at Frankenstein dancing to the Monster Mash, she said he looks too mean and sad. The clerk said Frankenstein’s display has been up for a week – and they haven’t sold any. So, my daughter said, “Try this.” She pulled up his hair and rolled up his sleeves. “There, that’s way better.” We bought one and a birthday card—plus two other cards to get the discount. > Five hours later I was walking by the Hallmark shop to the grocery store, and I saw our clerk. I asked how Frankenstein sales were. “Ever since your kid redid him, we sold six.” Sometimes we need to look at the world through the fresh eyes of an 8 year old. They haven’t seen it all and they are a few years away from perfecting their cynicism. See the original.