It was a special day in Barbie Land: the marriage of Princess Ariel and Prince Eric. Only the cool and hip Barbies were invited (the skanky Bratz were forced to sit at home and stew). All were dressed in their finest couture.
The wedding was lovely until the first kiss. Suddenly, Zedzilla appeared on the horizon. The wedding party scrambled to safety.
Except for one poor bridesmaid. Zedzilla picked her up and in one fell swoop, decapitated her. This caused Zoey, the only non-Barbie fortunate enough to be invited to the wedding, to morph into Mothra and let out a blood-curdling screech.
Before the Epic Monster Battle could erupt, SuperDad flew in and performed successful emergency surgery on the decapitated Barbie. Order was restored in Barbie Land!
Fade out.
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This is becoming more and more common at my house. I know I wrote that my kids don't have any sibling rivalry issues, but that doesn't mean they don't fight. Because they do. ALL THE TIME. Mostly over toys and territorial issues.
I'm not looking forward to the day when I can't put Humpty (or a Barbie) back together again. Because that's when all hell will break loose.
GHS: 1
Song of the day: Cigarettes And Alcohol by Oasis
The Cynical Children's Public Theatre Presents: Be Quick Or Be Dead
