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I Won
Friday, November 6, 2009 at 2:15PM Oops, I didn't mean to bid on the Barbie, really I didn't. I saw there was 1 minute left, and thought I'd just raise the bid by a dollar. I really thought the other person bidding would keep going, but they didn't. When I realized what I'd done my excitement at owning the doll was mingled with the panic of, how do I pay for it?
Ah, thank goodness I thought to have kids when I was younger. They really do come in handy sometimes! I asked my youngest if he'd pay for it as an early Christmas gift and he said yes. And I may as will admit that I happened to also mention to him that the slinky evening gown which my Barbie used to wear was available for $20. He was noncommittal, but you never know.
(PS I know this doll is a reproduction of the original, but that's ok by me. I can't tell the difference and could never afford an original anyway.)
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Reader Comments (6)
.......oh and the matching shoes she had too are available for the super low price of $5.00.
Congrats on your baby. That is so cool.
.....hang on, why would you try to drive the price up? That's not right....as a matter of fact that's just wrong. Shame on you Beauty. Was your thought process, if I can't have her someone else is gonna pay a pretty penny for her? I can just see you with eyes full of mischief, tongue to the side between your teeth, you're all hunched over the keyboard raising the price ever so slightly then ..... wham! Oh crap!!!
See, it never pays to do stuff like this. Wrongness, wrongness, wrongness. I take my congrats comment back. I bet when you were a kid you were the type to take another kids milk money. Were you in a gang too, gang leader I bet....you had a whole crew of girls snatching milk money didn't you? The brown bag girls you called yourselves...taking lunches and milk money. I learn something new about you everyday. Gang member, petty criminal who grew up to snatch dolls from unwitting Ebay bidders. I can't hang with you anymore Beauty.
I fear your criminal ways will rub off on me. So true it was when the Apostle Paul said to the Corinthians as recorded at 1 Corinthians 15:33- Bad associations spoil useful habits.
With this I shall SHUN you and log off so I can get back to my praying and worshiping.
Austin
Austin,
I feared this day would come, this day when my true self would be unmasked for all the world to see. I hang my head in shame, I surely do.
Yes, yes, I was ring leader to the Brown Bag Girls--but oh if only it had stopped there! What's the point of snatching milk money if one has no cake to go with the milk? I was a shameless thief; it began innocently enough the day I saw a Twinkie roll out of someone's sack lunch. I snatched it up before the unsuspecting classmate had a clue that her crunchie-cronie was missing. Oh from there (and what a sad tale to relate) I advanced to Ding Dongs, Ho-Hos-- until even these little lovelies were not enough for me. I had to take a cake, a gooey two-layered concoction with fancy-schmancy flowers and swirls.
Surely you've heard of Little Debbie snacks? Who do you think they named it after? Is it mere coincidence that the girl on the box has red hair and freckles? I think not! Why, they named that goodies line after yours truly. It was meant to shame me but I, bold sinner that I was, didn't care! Let them name every frick and frack snackin' goody after me, I wouldn't be stopped!
Oh but I've revealed too much, I fear. And alas, I see I've lost your friendship. Tis a pity, I was becoming rather fond of you (sniff sniff.)
I'm happy to see you FINALLY responded to my smart butt comment. I spent a lot of mental energy compiling my hypocritical and judgmental thoughts so when I came over and saw nothing I was hurt. Don't give me an excuse about how you were nurturing your grandchildren or reading to orphans cause I don't even want to hear it. .......oh sheshhh..look at the clock....I gotta go. I have only a few minutes before I have to show up for my psychotherapy session. Gotta run. I'll pick with you later.
Austin
Uh-huh, you talk about me giving the excuse of having to nurture my grandkids, then you dash off a sarcastic response and cap it by saying you have to run to therapy.
You really just need time to think of a good rebuttal, don'tcha?
I will ignore the fact that you were trying to relive those "Brown Bag Girls" years and just say congrats on getting your Barbie!! When I was little my mom still had one of her Barbies (which came in this cool "box" that was also a closet--awesome--they just came in cardboard throwaway boxes during my childhood) and I loved to play with it, but she didn't let me very often.