Mar 21, 2009: Prams
 

Aye, spoiled rotten they are. The combination of, a growth of the middle class with their disposable income, easy credit, cheap imports, and advertising, have combined to make kids (and their parents) more materialistic.

But spoiling kids isn't a new idea, by a long shot.
Take a gander at these antique prams (carriages), not for children, but for the children's dolls. :smack:

http://cellar.org/2009/dollpram1.jpg

http://cellar.org/2009/dollpram2.jpg

They are each meticulously handcrafted, but of course back then everything was. Some may have been made by craftsmen for their own children but probably most were made for rich men to spoil their children. And they didn't even have a sexy Barbie doll to put in them.

Here's about 40 of them.

I don't even see any rubber baby buggy bumpers.

:lol: good one, Shawnee.


Ah, spoiled little bitches - they've been with us always.

That's one way of looking at it. Another way of looking at it is to consider how much those parents were willing to spend in their quest to raise their daughters properly. By properly I of course mean properly feminine and maternal. The big (i.e expensive to craft) toys were generally heavily gender defining: train sets and bicycles for the boys, dollshouses and prams for the girls.

Rubby baber bummy--wait...
Rumby babber bumger--dammit...
Rubbey barby bangy--aw fukkit...:cry:

Dana - you know very well you don't have to spend a lot of money to raise your daughter properly.

It's spoiled little bitches get those prams.


eta: *sniff* I never got a pram! I had to make do with a wheel-barrow!

I had prams.
And baby dollies.
I remember loving them.

But my two best things EVAH - Monkey (formal name Anne, but she was a stuffed toy in the shape of a monkey after all) who was my best friend and alter-ego. Did I tell you the story about Mum cutting Monkey's head off? I'm sure I did.

And my bro's Fisher Price garage. Something I had wanted for myself for years. Poor old Stevo, he had to put up with my stories as "we" played with it. He isn't an avid reader. I think my stories were so good they spoiled other writers for him.

Ahem.

You should have put those stories to good use. :haha:

my favorite toy was Malibu barbie and her Suntan Friends, with their glasses and their towels the fun never ends!

I liked Skipper and my Malibu Barbie Van. I think there was a Francie doll, too.

Ken was supremely superfluous.

So you see, it wouldn't have helped...

Except that I love to love.
Damn, what I wouldn't give to be head over heels :(

Well, except wit you Bruce, you heart-breaker...

...and a kidney jouncer, and skin rasher, and...

Hmm I'm sensing a pattern here.... I wonder what kind of career choice would let Brianna come in contact with a lot of spoiled little bitches... and visit upon them the retribution they deserve??

It's not always a personal choice causing one to be visited upon by spoiled little bitches, sometimes it's the sins of the father.

Is it just me, or does the last one look like an uncovered hearse?

That's the Transylvanian model.