Me neither. Or a care bear. Or strawberry shortcake. Or a smurf.

there’s nothing funny about this. my mother wouldn’t let me have a Barbie because she was a poor role model for girls — I had to have a TAMMY !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

and we’re talking back in the 60's.

good old flat-chested, makeup-free, normal-looking, clueless, sappy Tammy. Tammy with the sensible underwear and sensible low-heeled pumps….

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