reply to post by Forevever
Yeah, my Barbie struck hard times too, and my granny knitted matching red and white body suits for Barbie and Skipper, and their cheap friend, who was
always the empty vessel, and the "third wheel" in the friendship, who could never shake that smell of colas and overpriced fruit.
She was a bit of a charity case.
She couldn't stand, but boy could she float.
Barbie, Skipper and me always hoped she'd marry a lifesaver and get out of our hair.
That's why I made her watch Baywatch.
I mean ughh - what a tramp.
I mean she walked in from some corner shop with cheap comics, and one of those balls that bounce all over the kitchen. Like an overgrown, plastic Sea
Anyway, I still find that the most hardcore program of the late 1980's were the Gummi Bears.
I mean where else do you see a granny boiling some kind of "juice", and then she tastes it and starts bouncing all over the kitchen?
Does she do the "right thing" and call the FDA or cops?
No! Of course not, it's the 80s.
Instead, Momma Bear feeds it to her kids and menfolk, until they too are merrily bouncing about!
Good grief, imagine Goldilocks had walked into that bouncin' "juice house"!
What kind of ceiling is just right?
Unless of course you end up living in a cave, like the Gummi Bears, for example.
But that's hardly surprising.
edit on 4-8-2011 by halfoldman because: (no reason given)