My grandparents passed away last year. I still get all their mail, which now has dwindled to shameless pleas for cash from Republicans. Yesterday they sent this picture of Icebat and Walnuts.It seemed to me to be a very familiar pose, so I went looking...
Apparently Barbie's Great-Grandma is indeed made entirely of plastic, and needs to be posed. I bet her knees make that funky popping sound that Barbie's do when you bend them.
Icebat creeps me out.
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