I woke to quite the sight this morning. I’ve always suspected something lurking beneath that plastic, polished facade of hers. And now I know. Barbie has a dark side.
Where’s that innocent smile? Those perky, bright eyes? That immaculate posture? The Barbies that met me this morning don’t look too coherent and are, don’tcha think, a bit disshevelled?
There’s a possibility, just a tiny one, that Barbie and her minxy friends might have been inbibing in spirits and puffing on the giggle weed, because rampant snacking was necessary.
Those watery tarts!! That’s the last time I’m letting them out past curfew. I’m wise to them now.
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I clicked over here from the post where you describe being asked by reader K about nominating you for the Homies (I secretly hope someone will do this for me one day [but that’s not a hint. really.) and burst out laughing because I remember reading this back when I first discovered your blog from the confines of my Arusha apartment when I was desperately seeking connection with life back in America. And I’m glad that K suggested nominating you. You deserve it.
7N80U2 Thanks so much for the blog.Really looking forward to read more. Awesome.