True story...When I was a wee lad, I apparently kinda looked like the Huckleberry bastard from Strawberry Shortcake, so my mom got it for me. ...yay.Well, next thing you know my Gram comes to town and proclaims it as the cutest thing EVAH!.....yay.WELL, next thing you know my Gram makes it her lifes work to buy every.stinking.one.of these damn dolls for me. ME!A BOY!(shudder)Somewhere in my mom's basement is every single one of those dolls. NONE of them taken out of the box. The most my mom did was open the top to smell whatever they were scented like. I know what they smelled like.....Embarassment.
i use to play with those when I was little..good times Sniffffffff
Yup, you would get those, and take them out in the car on the way home from the store, and then that smell, mixed with your mom smoking marlboro reds with the windows down, would always equal car sickness. Puke everywhere.Fun times.
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