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Well, no, regular dolls are fine. It's the eerie fucked-up fetishistic objectification of childhood that gets to me. Let's hope the people who buy these things content themselves with plastic and vinyl coz (ped jokes aside) I'd hate to think of an actual child being in their care. Imagine a real, talking, breathing, nappy-shitting, shouting, laughing, running, jumping, crying, messy kid trying to live up to the "perfection" of these creepy little things.
Freaks'd probably have Junior laminated.
Aaaaahnyway. Here's some terrible faceless toddlers that stand in the corner of the room. Please don't let it turn around I don't want to seeeeee.... |
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