White trash barbie - White Trash: The 400

How do you know for sure they are dead, I wondered, and for several days I imagined one might be even now waking up and crawling around down in there looking for his shell.

She's just one of a bizarre bevy of Barbies available in selected San Francisco shops, that have suffered twisted alterations since they rolled off a Mattel assembly line.

A good writer can make can make history or serious cultural essays fun to read.

Smart uniforms, they get to tell you where to sit, and best of all they get to fly for free, kinda like getting to see all those movies again and again and getting paid for the privilege.

Uncle Bill and I floated pretzels in our cokes and watched them fizz and foam and drank that salty, sweet sticky brew with great glee.

Her name was Anna and we called her Aunt Anna Banana which she did not seem to mind.