horsenpony
horsenpony
horsenpony

WHAT FRESH HELL IS THIS?

Heres the “new” version:

Would play with it now. Can Confirm.

31 checking in. I remember ours. I remember my father being legit angry we replaced it with a cordless phone finally.

Nice!

Yes! It was oddly satisfying, pushing that button.

lucky!

I remember playing with this a lot at an early age:

Remember when Wheaton college didn’t allow dancing?

Had she been a republican who was also white and male..then yes. Maybe.

Yes!

I had the Mansion. I had the town or whatever complete with play mat that had the greenery. I loved the shit outta those things. I collected them like trading cards.

The Rug in the upstairs bedroom REALLY tied the room together. And that kitchen! I have relatives that still have kitchens that look like that.

That doorbell too! I loved ringing the shit out of it. Also, is it weird that I wouldn’t mind living in a house that resembles the play house?

Yes. No. Maybe.

I have 100000% enjoyed watching Glen Powell play “Chad”. Between him and Jamie Lee Curtis, its been a hell of a (guilty pleasure) ride.

I can absolutely see some nut job carrying a retaliatory attack out on the infant/family. - Bingo. I wouldn’t put it past some asshole to kill this baby.

My “push present” was a $15 blanket from Target. I didn’t want anything but my husband insisted. He also ended up using the blanket while we spent two nights at the hospital.