But it had me nearly pissing myself laughing when Mr. Hath told me about this. I didn't believe him, so did a lil Google search on "Tramp Stamp Barbie".
You read right.
Seriously, I can't make this shit up if I tried.
Now your little girl can spend hours dreaming about being a whore/biker bitch/tramp!
That's right, now your daughters can use the TATTOO GUN that comes with the Barbie to put lil tats on their arms, legs, sisters, and clothes :)
FM! Do your girls need this for Christmas? Auntie Hath may just have to make a purchase...
For the record, she's called "Totally Stylin' Tattoo Barbie", but I like Tramp Stamp Barbie better. Hell, I may have to get one myself. Just so that when, years from now, the aliens find my time capsule (shut up, it's a cool thing to do with your kids) they'll go "WTF".
~ Hath
ACTUAL IM CONVO:
ReplyDeleteGoddess Hathor: You read that link right.
Samantha C: rofl
Samantha C: omfg
Samantha C: chardonnay just came out of my nose
Samantha C: YOU BITCH
Samantha C: that shit BURNS
Samantha C: lolololololol
Samantha C: *still laughing*
Goddess Hathor: lol sorry
Goddess Hathor: EVEN funnier, I found a website where you can PURCHASE tats for your dolls
Goddess Hathor: how fucked up is that?
Goddess Hathor: what happened to sharpies?
Samantha C: lemme tell you
Samantha C: grade school girls are totally into temp tattoos
Samantha C: even at the dentist office
Samantha C: they have big tooth tattoos
Samantha C: with toothbrushes
Samantha C: that say "i'm clean"
Samantha C: roflmao
Samantha C: i know you wish you had a girl now right?
Goddess Hathor: uh, I have a son who has a boot box full of those tats
Goddess Hathor: we put them on his butt
Samantha C: yeah but its diff on a BOY
Goddess Hathor: true
Samantha C: but when your little girl gets in the bath
Samantha C: and she's put the big tooth tattoo on her lower back
Samantha C: yeah
Goddess Hathor: yeesh
Samantha C: and i just have to shake my head and say
Samantha C: you know when you get old that shit will be all green and saggy and wont look that good
LMAO!
ReplyDeleteOkay the chat between you and Sam was equally as amusing as your post.
ROTF!
Tramp Stamp Barbie.
CLASSIC!
I WANT ONE!
Oh and....close enough, but the word verification is detil..add an a and we've got DETAIL...sorta like a tat. Okay, go with me dammit. PFFFFT.
OMG!!! That is hilarious! (the chat and the post). Thanks for the laught!
ReplyDeleteROFLMAO at Hath's and Sam's convo...
ReplyDeleteThank G-d my daughter is no longer into barbie...(but give her anything with Twilight's Edward on it and she'll go Nucking Futs on you)
I come from a culture where ink is held in a VERY negative light. Don't get me wrong...I still have my fantasy about licking a Joker tat on a certain chest... But I would never consider marking myself. And it took me a long time to accept Sponge Bob temp tats on my son's arms. But a tattoo Barbie????? What are we teaching our daughters??? What's next? Will I find a "pierce your nipples/clit" kit in Toys R Us next month???????
I hear 'Tramp Tat' Barbie and Pregnant Barbie hang out together all the time! Hey Mattel package them as a set! The Trailer Trash Sisters!.... What happened to the good ole' days when Barbie was just a doctor or businesswoman who would go crusin' in her pink corvette!
ReplyDeleteLMAO Hath -- this is priceless, and the IM convo was a perfect compliment to my already laughing outloud self.
ReplyDeleteLMAO Elena -- a clit and nipple piercing kit! Oh god -- I am scared if I ever have kids, this stuff around now -- what's it gonna be like in five years man!
Trailer Trash Sister Barbies?
ReplyDeleteHEY!!
I resemble that remark!
I did think this was kind of funny when I heard it ON THE NEWS. I couldn't believe they considered that NEWS. I don't really see a problem with it....
Barbie is, and has always been, whatever a little girl wanted her to be. It doesn't matter what accessories come with her. My Barbies climbed trees with me, stuck in the back pocket of my Tough Skin jeans, with all but her legs sticking up out of my little pockets....while the neighborhood boys called me a sissy little girl. (I was the only girl in the whole damn neighborhood....I guess that explains a lot to some of you...lmao).
Then there was the poor "Kojak Barbie" incident, where I had to cut off all of Barbie's hair because I didn't realize that using the blow dryer on her synthetic hair would just cause a big plastic blob of stinky, icky, yellow gooey knots that didn't comb out no matter how hard I tried.
My oldest daughter had a ton of Barbies growing up. My youngest daughter....not so much. Randi hates Barbie. She says things all the time like ..."Barbie is evil," and "If Barbie's so popular, why do you have to buy her friends?"
But, as a tomboy growing up around nothing but boys...and no other little girls to play with until I was well into my teens...Barbie was my only female friend. I wish they had made a "Tomboy Barbie".
Now, I might just have to have one of these "Tramp Stamp Barbies" so that I can tattoo her just like I am....and try and figure out how to pierce her nose so she'll look more like me....and I'll carry her around in the pocket of my Levi's with just her head and shoulders sticking out since my pockets are so much bigger now...just like everything else about me.
~T