Sunday, 26 August 2012

Chemotherapy doll. Hell raiser.

Milica and I were cleaning out her closet then greeted by this nightmare fuel doll, it was literally standing propped up under everything layers of clothes. I then picked it up thinking " LOOK AT THIS STANK ASS WEAVE GURL" I then proceeded to touch her hair it came loose in a weird way, I left it not thinking anything then Milica blurted out "LOOK AT DAT WEAVE DAYYUMMNN." I then went to go pull it back in a pony-tail motion, all the hair just let loose in my hand all her hair but her bangs was in my meat-mitts.
This was the abomination of a doll before the damage was done.
Her stank-ass weave in the background and her hair was all gone sista.
The frontal damage. 
Also I had forgotten to hand it back to Milica on her way home today, There it sits beside my Big Daddy from bioshock, also I had placed her in numerous areas without Milica knowing until she saw it. She also grew on us miraculously.  
Best.Doll.EVER

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