Reply #20: Sounds like my kid

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G'ma insisted on shipping her Barbie crap every Christmas and by New Years day it looked like a serial killer had been through the house. I'd find legs, arms, heads, & torsos in odd places and sometimes buried out in the yard. But I think the neighbor's dog did the honors, because my kid didn't respect it enough to give it a burial. She loved the princess carriage she got at 5 tho'. She hitched it to her Godzilla plush and had Buzz and Woody ride shotgun with all her green army soldiers inside.
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My friends and I used our annual allotment of Barbies for simulating sex with our brothers' GI Joes before trashing them.

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