InASense, Lost… A Pole Dancer Doll? I Give Up
Put a fork in me. I’m done. No seriously. I’m totally cooked in inside, or roasted, or toasted, or melty gooey. Forget the fork; get a pitchfork.
Even though it’s not available here (although lest we forget, we still have Bratz Dolls… go hourglass figure), this still exists in the world:
Are the coke habit and bastard child being watched by mom sold separately?
Naive me first thought that the doll might be this kind of Poll Dancer:
"I'm taking a survey... It'll cost you $1 per answer."
Even if it’s culturally insensitive (but it’s okay to say because I am one), this would have been an acceptable Pole Dancer toy:
The Polish are good at four things: dancing, drinking, and counting.
I mean, with that doll existing, what’s the worst that could happen?
Are there enough pitchforks to go-go around?
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