All Tale material on this page copyright 2001, Robin Lehmann. All rights reserved. I think I watched too much Dudley Doright and Snidely Whiplash as a kid, but I was always tying Barbie to a table leg and having Ken ride to the rescue. Except sometimes I would forget, and my mother would yell at me when she found Barbie bound to her antique desk.
We also had an old 45 rpm record player my father’s parents had given to us. I wanted to use it as a merry-go-round for Barbie and her friends. I’d sit them on it and start it up, but they would fly off. I tried tying them to the little thingagummy in the center, first by the ankle. Barbie went for quite the ride, smashing against the back of the record player, the floor, etc. That’s why my Barbie doll had indented boobs.
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