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Letters to Santa from Barbie and Ken
Barbie's letter to Santa
Dear Santa:
Listen you fat troll, I've been saving your ass every year, being
the perfect Christmas present, wearing skimpy bathing suits in December
and dressing in fake Chanel at sappy tea parties. I hate to break it
to ya',
Santa, but it's payback time. There had better be some changes around
here, or I'm gonna call for a nationwide meltdown, and trust me, you
don't wanna be around to smell it. These are my demands for Christmas
2001:
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Sweat pants and an oversized sweatshirt. I'm sick of looking
like a hooker in hot pink bikinis. Do you have any idea what
it feels like to have nylon and Velcro up your butt? I don't
suppose you do.
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Real underwear that can be pulled on and off. That cheap-o
molded underwear some genius at Mattel came up with looks
like cellulite!
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A REAL man... I don't care if you have to go to Hasbro to get
him, bring me GI JOE. Hell, I'd take Tickle-Me-Elmo over that
pathetic bump of a boy-toy, Ken. And what was up with that
earring anyway? HULLO!?!
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It's about time you made us all anatomically correct. Give
me arms that actually bend so I can push the aforementioned
Ken-wimp away once he is anatomically correct.
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Breast reduction surgery. 'Nuff said.
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A jog-bra. To wear until I get the surgery.
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A new career. Pet doctors and school teachers make real money.
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A new, more 00's persona. Maybe "PMS Barbie",
complete with a pint of cookie dough ice cream and a bag
of chips.
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No more McDonald's endorsements. The grease is wrecking my
vinyl complexion.
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Mattel stock options. It's been 40 years - I think I deserve
a piece of the action. Considering my valuable contribution
to society and Mattel, I think these demands are reasonable.
If you don't like it, you can find yourself a new bitch for
next Christmas! It's that simple.
As ever, Barbie
Ken's Letter To Santa
Dear Santa,
It has come to my attention that one of my colleagues has petitioned
for changes in her contract, specifically asking for anatomical and
career changes. In addition, it is my understanding that disparaging
remarks were made about me, my sexuality, and some of my fashion
choices. I would like to take this opportunity to inform you of
certain issues concerning Ms. Barbie, as well as some of my own
needs and desires:
First, I, along with several of my colleagues, feel Ms. Barbie
DOES NOT deserve the preferential treatment she has received over
the years. That bitch has everything. Neither I, nor Joe, Jem, nor
The Raggedys, Ann & Andy, have dream-houses, Corvettes, dune
buggies, or evening gowns, and some of us do not even have the
ability to change our hairstyle. I have had a limited wardrobe,
obviously designed to complement but never upstage Ms. Barbie.
My decision to accessorize with an earring was immediately quashed,
which I protest, for it was my decision and reflects my lifestyle
choice. I would like a change in my career to further explore my
creative nature. Some options which could be considered are
"Decorator Ken," "Beauty Salon Ken," or
"Broadway Ken." Other avenues which could be considered
are: "Go-Go Ken", "Impersonator Ken" (with wigs
and gowns), or "West Hollywood Ken." These would more
accurately reflect my interests and, I believe, open up markets
that have been under-served.
As for Ms. Barbie needing bendable arms so she can "push me
away", I need bendable knees so I can kick the bitch to the
curb. Bendable knees would also be helpful in other situations of
which you are aware.
In closing, further concessions to the Blonde Bimbo from Hell,
while the needs of others within my coalition are ignored, will
result in legal action to be taken by myself and others. And
kindly tell Ms. Barbie she can forget about GI Joe... he's mine,
at least that's what he said last night.
Affectionately, Ken
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