We’re doing some de-cluttering in the house, and Erin has finally decided to get rid of all of her Barbie. I was thrilled to hear the news, but then I walked in on this:
I was really tempted to get out an ice pick and stab each one in the head before igniting the whole pile of corpses on fire. But then I remembered these evil dolls might just make some other little girl happy. Or give the girls body issues before eating them. Whatever. At least they’re not in my house.