My kids inherited an endowed stuffed bull from their grandpa, who had gotten it for free when he purchased a car from Earnhardt Dodge. Here he is. Pretty cute, right? Until you spread his stiff little stuffy legs...
...and discover this:
It took the kids about a week to figure out that something was protruding from "down there." I told them it was a handle. They've been carrying the bull around by his sack ever since.
I'm a little perturbed over the anatomically-correct stuffed animal! I mean, come on. Barbie, Bratz, Polly Pocket -- there are no nips, no hoo-has, not even a butt-crack to be seen on these ladies. They're smooth and private-less. And that's how it ought to be. I don't want to be having 'the talk' when my kids are 5 and 7. I need a few more years...
4 comments:
I am blushing
oh my....
I laughed at the term "hoo-ha." It just sounds like a perfect term used by teachers in the south when they teach sex ed.
Do they still give these bulls away? I thought they gave up years ago. (got mine from my grandma in '92, which I recently found in the shed.) Though I do prefer it to be somewhat anatomically correct, they'll figure it out one day. XD Though I still find it hilarious that Barbie has no crack.
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