This is the conversation I just had with my eight-year-old cousin:
Me: “Hello darling, are you having a good evening at Grandma’s?”
Her: “Yes. But, my sister (louder, shouting away from the phone) WHO I’M NOT LISTENING TO, wants me to find a brush for Barbie’s hair, because she is making the wheelchair.”
Okay, so apparently Barbie has lost feeling from the waist down. Well, with those arches, it was bound to happen eventually. Also, Grandma informs me she has to make Ken a waistcoat so he can, quote, “show off his muscles”. I guess he needs them to lift the invalid Barbie?
Comic from Wolf Pupy.
