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Ken Plans a Visit to Toys R’ Us


Your long beautiful legs, candy kiss smile—almost too perfect. My million-dollar valentine, your ideas of perfection were far from flawless.  Voicemails unanswered, I stopped by Wednesday, after work to find your lifeless body, buried up to your blonde shoulders in the Easy-Bake oven.  Oh, my sweet, sweet Barbie, whose life were you really living, anyway?  Your sherbet-pink jeep parked in the dream house garage, forever and ever and ever.

How will I ever replace you?




Appears in Pink-X-Ray

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