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My mother's favorite cited creepy moment from my childhood: I was about six or seven and delirious with a fever from chicken pox, and in the midst of all the eye-rolling, mumbling, tossing and turning, etc, I suddenly sat up, stared straight at my mother and calmly, clearly stated "mama, I'm going to go live in the clouds with the Care Bears now. Bye-bye!" And then I collapsed. She freaked the frak ooooooooout, oh yes she did.
I was made to love magic, all its wonder to know.
But you all lost that magic, many many years ago.
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We used to have firing squads set up for Barbie - the soviet spy! Shot at sunset!
If we had a traitor, it would just be a hanging.
Barbie's have strong necks for their size!
If you want a diploma, go to school...
If you want an education, do it yourself...
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I bound and gagged a ventriloquist dummy (not a true one, only the mouth moved) because it freaked me out. My mom found it several years later while packing everything to move and thought it was hysterical. I believe it is still bound and gagged in their garage, 17 years later.
-Heather (First Burgandy Olfactory Center 12/6/11)