My mom is working on a project which involves “rehabilitating” 11.5″ fashion dolls for my niece.
One of the aforementioned dolls came home the other day with what appears to be a canine-digital mutilation.
They considered hiding the considerable defect in a plaster cast when I mentioned that the fashion doll’s arm was solid, and they could perform an amputation and replace the missing limb with a hook. A few minutes later, Pirate Barbie was out of a speedy surgical recovery and sporting a new prosthesis.
I think it’s a bit over-sized, but it was what the prosthetic clinic had in stock.
This evening, my mother came out, again holding the newly minted Pirate Barbie, and said she thought her new update gave the doll a more sinister quality:
I want Pirate Barbie! Let me know if that goes up for sale.
Kay
Love this, you crack me up!
Love this, you crack me up!;) (note the sinister smile)