Pulling heads off Barbies, sticking them on the TV antenna and ruining the reception. But thats how witch babies are.
I had a confusing relationship with my Barbies, but I love trolls. I tortured my Barbies.
I had some Barbies, but they were few and far between the mud fights.
I played with Barbies but I used to decapitate them. I used to take their heads off then dye their hair and do weird things.
I was never tomboyish. I loved Barbies. It's just the way I grew up.
She still felt like a punked-out, faux-leather-wearing, free-thinking Bratz doll in a sea of Pretty Princess of Preppyland Barbies.
TV tends to look for the living equivalents of squeaky-clean Kens and Barbies, but with my dial I'm more like Ken's dirty old uncle.
I used to butcher my Barbies. I would draw hearts on their cheeks. I would give them haircuts and I would keep going because it would be uneven and they would be left bald
It was my first scene. My first day. We could have started with me drinking a beer, something a little less than having Barbies touching each other. But they started with that.
