Remebering What It's Like

Collectibles today asks if we remember what it's like to have an eight year old around...

Since I've never had an eight year old around, I can only surmise that having an eight year old is like having a constant boner that you want to put inside an ugly-faced little doll.

Please meet Hannah:

"Best of all, Hannah is constructed and weighted so you can pose her almost any way you can think of! "

You better damn well believe I'm going to put that guarantee to the test!

best 200 bones you'll ever spend (get it - bones?!. ugh. I'll show myself out, thanks)

Special thanks to Kwame for the link, but no thanks for the problem with my pants being all boner-y. So it's a wash really.