Tuesday, November 15, 2011

A Tale of a Jem Doll Meeting a Head


So, the story goes like this: When my sissy and I were little ones my grandfather got her a Jem doll with light up earrings. I was jealous so I broke the doll over her head.

There are tons of questions that have gone UN answered. Why did Tracy get a doll and not me? Was I a bad baby? Why would I break this doll over my sister’s head?

I think things aren’t, as they seem. I probably did get something just not a Jem doll. If I didn’t get anything I know my grandfather had a good reason for it. It’s not like I never got anything. I got plenty. Beside the point, these damn Jem dolls go for hundreds of dollars on ebay. Meaning even if I wanted to make it up to my sister and my grandfather I can’t because I’m not breaking the bank on an old ass doll! 

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