I’m Pretty Sure That If You Take a Close Look at This Little Darlin’s Hat You’ll See That She’s Actually Not a Child At All, But a Ginormous Christmas Ornament
Now you know that no skimpy little wire hanger is gonna support THAT ornament.
And when you find a village smithy to forge an iron hook I defy you to find a suitable tree limb to swing this beast from.
The point on the back of the head is the defective teletubbie antena. I guess this early model lacks the in-belly flat screen monitor. But just look at the hands and the body type — clearly of the tribe of Tinky Winky and Dipsy.
Patty Duke covered her mouth and shrieked as the tabloid fluttered from her fingertips to the floor. They had found evidence of her pre-fat farm childhood.
I’m wondering if the point is like a dog’s tail…indicating anger, rage, on-going psychological scarring, or a mixture. Right now, she’s looking mighty peeved and seems to be thinking, “Move that camera a little closer, and I’ll show where my favourite place to plunge it is.”
“Now you know that no skimpy little wire hanger is gonna support THAT ornament.
And when you find a village smithy to forge an iron hook I defy you to find a suitable tree limb to swing this beast from.”
Duh, use a meathook and hang her outside on the maple tree as a lesson to other children about what happens when you open your presents before christmas.
“Posing me in these itchy bunchy woolens, in the green grass on a warm summer day with a beach shovel in my hand, screaming at me that I must smile! Wwhat did I ever do to deserve this? Can’t you just knit me one of those warm little sundresses so we can go to the beach like you promiced?? I swear momma,I’m going to get even with you when I grow up.” excerpt from the book “Psychological Histories of Women Imprisoned for Locking Their Mothers in Freezers”
No. No. No. She used the shovel to bury the bodies.
i think the hat tip lifts like that just before crapping.
Look at that mean-ass glint in her eye’s……she use’s the shovel to bludgeon to death the people that laugh at her nifty outfit her Gran made for her.
I think she’s the bastard child of an ooompah loompah and one of those Lollypop Guild guys from Wizard of Oz. Just eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeevil. . .
There once was a girl with a curl in the middle of her forehead.
And when she was good, she was very good.
And when she was bad, she was HORRID!
Ever see the movie the Bad Seed?
Dumplin’, the Teletubby nobody really liked….
The childhood John Goodman doesn’t like to talk about.
Now you know that no skimpy little wire hanger is gonna support THAT ornament.
And when you find a village smithy to forge an iron hook I defy you to find a suitable tree limb to swing this beast from.
damnit, its way 2 early 4 white shoes!
I just want to know what is holding the point on the back of the hat up……
The point on the back of the head is the defective teletubbie antena. I guess this early model lacks the in-belly flat screen monitor. But just look at the hands and the body type — clearly of the tribe of Tinky Winky and Dipsy.
RST
Patty Duke covered her mouth and shrieked as the tabloid fluttered from her fingertips to the floor. They had found evidence of her pre-fat farm childhood.
I’m wondering if the point is like a dog’s tail…indicating anger, rage, on-going psychological scarring, or a mixture. Right now, she’s looking mighty peeved and seems to be thinking, “Move that camera a little closer, and I’ll show where my favourite place to plunge it is.”
Sharon – I just finished reading “The Bad Seed,” and it was the first thing I thought of when I saw this picture!
That’s not a girl. It’s a boy and the golden curly wig is attached to the inside of the pointy hat.
His teeth are gritted and he’s saying through them “get me out of this outfit NOW”
Fake forehead. got to be.
Actually it’s a robotic garden gnome – a GIRL robotic garden gnome.
camel toe tot togs
Now that is how scarey my daughter would have looked if I hadn’t tossed the outfit like that her grandma made. Shudder.
definitely the spawn of Gene Wilder and oompa loompa #23.
“Now you know that no skimpy little wire hanger is gonna support THAT ornament.
And when you find a village smithy to forge an iron hook I defy you to find a suitable tree limb to swing this beast from.”
Duh, use a meathook and hang her outside on the maple tree as a lesson to other children about what happens when you open your presents before christmas.
lawn ornament. did someone already say that?
Sorry all…gotta say it: Mix your milk wit my Cocoa Puffs, milky, mily Cocoa Puffs. Mix your milk wit my Cocoa Puffs, milky, milky riiiiiiiiiight!!!
I actually /have/ a hand-smithed iron hook.
Is that wrong? And we could swing her from the tree house in my back yard.
“Posing me in these itchy bunchy woolens, in the green grass on a warm summer day with a beach shovel in my hand, screaming at me that I must smile! Wwhat did I ever do to deserve this? Can’t you just knit me one of those warm little sundresses so we can go to the beach like you promiced?? I swear momma,I’m going to get even with you when I grow up.” excerpt from the book “Psychological Histories of Women Imprisoned for Locking Their Mothers in Freezers”
WHERE THE HELL IS THE SNOWWWWW???