QUOTE(smp971 @ Sep 1 2006, 06:59 AM)
the only toys I was ever interested in when I was a little girlie were Barbie dolls....
I had so many of them, and they had their own palamino horse, camper van, and car....and her boyfriend Ken, and her little sister Skipper as well.....and so many different outfits to choose from....Barbie rocked.....

I also really liked my brothers Six Million Dollar Man doll too....the one with the eye you could look through from the back of his head....Barbie really liked him too whenever Ken was pissing her off

so cute!
QUOTE(mich @ Sep 1 2006, 08:43 AM)
my half burnt Chrissy doll that you could feed and it did stuff that babies are meant to do - cry, shit, eat... within the first week of getting it my brother had cut off all it's hair, pulled out the pull cord to make her talk, fed all her food to the cats and set her on fire.. hence her being my half burnt doll. She was a big doll and I dragged her around everywhere even after she became a burns victim.. mum made me give her away eventually and replaced her with a life size doll that she made herself.. i loved that too but not as much as poor deformed Chrissy.
Loved my barbie dolls too but they never lasted more than a couple of days - always ended up decapitated - heads stuck on stakes in the back yard, limbless, hairless and sometimes faceless.. the joys of having a destructive older brother. I learned to like playing with his cars after long... he never destroyed his toys!!
so scary!
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I used to have one of those plastic race car tracks that worked on gravity with my matchbox cars
so cool!