oh why does it always it always come down to to a dollhouse dink?
nice to be back and nice to see you krully.

Hilariously crude. As silly as it is, I think it works well to express that age-old conundrum of how much trouble our dinks get us into…but we still wouldn’t want to go without them.

Ah, to be a man.

I want more Ken then Barbie dolls.

Even as a member of the fairer sex, I found this amusing.