The downfall of Barbie
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Curded cadaver spam pink forms Barbie's brains. Brothless Barbie shit soup toilet bowls and spoons ready to go...yes her knees do bend. ![Shocked :shock:](./images/smilies/rebel_shock.gif)
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Last edited by Xanadu on Thu Sep 06, 2007 9:45 am, edited 1 time in total.
We're all mad here!
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AS THE PLASIC TURNS
Barbie meets the Bratz girls
Sasha. Barbie!
Barbie. Sasha. Pleasure to finally meet you my dear and I just love what you did with your hair.
Sasha. Thank you, darling! I just had a manicure and a Brazilian wax for my pole-dancing debut this evening.
Barbie. Now, honey is that your heartfelt spirit talking?
Sasha. No, silly! That's my tight ass jeans ready to explode for Ken!
Barbie. You bitch! Stay away from Ken with your objectified plastic sexuality!
Sasha. Beauty is brought by judgement of the eye and my sweet little tush.
Barbie. Mirror, mirror on the wall who's the fairest of them all?
Sasha. You eccentric ego maniac! Of all perfections that Ken might owe it's certainty not you....bitch!
Barbie. Yourself held precious in the worlds greed.
Sasha. Your mindless tongue of corporate greed! I am proud to hear you speak of my worth.
Barbie. WORTH! Worth of poor innocent tender juvenals emulating you.
Sasha. Ahhhh' that's your phantom fear and I will choose free will!
Barbie. My spirit grows heavy in love, Ahhh' Rush!
Nevertheless Sasha! Haste signify so much; while we attend, like humble plastic bitches, for a corporate gourmet meal.
Sasha. Such sort lived-wits do wither as they grow.
Barbie. Is true yet Understand Sasha, a well accomplished youth of all virtue for love for virtue loved.
Sasha. Awe' give me a hug baby
Barbie meets the Bratz girls
Sasha. Barbie!
Barbie. Sasha. Pleasure to finally meet you my dear and I just love what you did with your hair.
Sasha. Thank you, darling! I just had a manicure and a Brazilian wax for my pole-dancing debut this evening.
Barbie. Now, honey is that your heartfelt spirit talking?
Sasha. No, silly! That's my tight ass jeans ready to explode for Ken!
Barbie. You bitch! Stay away from Ken with your objectified plastic sexuality!
Sasha. Beauty is brought by judgement of the eye and my sweet little tush.
Barbie. Mirror, mirror on the wall who's the fairest of them all?
Sasha. You eccentric ego maniac! Of all perfections that Ken might owe it's certainty not you....bitch!
Barbie. Yourself held precious in the worlds greed.
Sasha. Your mindless tongue of corporate greed! I am proud to hear you speak of my worth.
Barbie. WORTH! Worth of poor innocent tender juvenals emulating you.
Sasha. Ahhhh' that's your phantom fear and I will choose free will!
Barbie. My spirit grows heavy in love, Ahhh' Rush!
Nevertheless Sasha! Haste signify so much; while we attend, like humble plastic bitches, for a corporate gourmet meal.
Sasha. Such sort lived-wits do wither as they grow.
Barbie. Is true yet Understand Sasha, a well accomplished youth of all virtue for love for virtue loved.
Sasha. Awe' give me a hug baby