Elixir
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I’m equally bad - no, worse - at refraining from sarcasm or facetiousness in situations where I might be taken literally. Yes, even IRL. Sorry.
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ABOUT BARBIE (The doll not the movie.)
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Cheerful Charlie
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It could be worse. Your kid could be demannding a Donald J. Trump doll and Mar-A-Lago play mansion.
Elixir
Made in America
Oh no ... wait 'til Barbie gets a load of that hunk!
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Why storm shadow was my favorite during the war against the Tyrant Barbie:
P.S. 78 Elementary school Bronx NY. My experience with bullying during elementary school was tough. There was a particularly cruel kid named Devon who seemed to take pleasure in tormenting me. He did things like picking his nose and launching the boogers at me with a makeshift slingshot. He also trapped me in the bathroom once, hitting me repeatedly while taunting, "What you gonna do?" He found out about my crush on a white girl and mercilessly teased me about it, calling me a traitor and cracker lover.
Then, a new student named Hugo arrived midway through the semester. He was of Asian descent, though I suspected Hugo might not have been his actual name. He showed an interest in me over time, despite his rather plain and blunt way of speaking that lacked the usual charm, I liked him. We talked about life outside of school, sharing thoughts on cartoons and favorite heroes etc.
Around two months later, during breakfast in the cafeteria, Devon targeted me once again. Unexpectedly, Hugo calmly walked up and struck Devon in the face with his metal tray from behind, causing the room to fall silent. He shouted in an unfamiliar language, perhaps Chinese, Japanese or Korean, at Devon, who began crying and clutching his mouth. I was amazed at how unexpected that was. Amid the chaos, Hugo turned to me and handed over a Storm Shadow toy, simply saying "here." Then, he turned back to Devon, and preceded to beat the breaks off him.
Teachers eventually intervened, breaking up the fight and escorting both Hugo and Devon away. I never saw Hugo again after that, but Devon's bullying ceased entirely. Ironically, the bullies who had once hung around Devon started targeting him instead. Following that, we moved to a different area of the Bronx, and it was then that we became neighbors with a kind individual who completed my toy collection. Among all the toys I had, Storm Shadow held the most unique and memorable history.
P.S. 78 Elementary school Bronx NY. My experience with bullying during elementary school was tough. There was a particularly cruel kid named Devon who seemed to take pleasure in tormenting me. He did things like picking his nose and launching the boogers at me with a makeshift slingshot. He also trapped me in the bathroom once, hitting me repeatedly while taunting, "What you gonna do?" He found out about my crush on a white girl and mercilessly teased me about it, calling me a traitor and cracker lover.
Then, a new student named Hugo arrived midway through the semester. He was of Asian descent, though I suspected Hugo might not have been his actual name. He showed an interest in me over time, despite his rather plain and blunt way of speaking that lacked the usual charm, I liked him. We talked about life outside of school, sharing thoughts on cartoons and favorite heroes etc.
Around two months later, during breakfast in the cafeteria, Devon targeted me once again. Unexpectedly, Hugo calmly walked up and struck Devon in the face with his metal tray from behind, causing the room to fall silent. He shouted in an unfamiliar language, perhaps Chinese, Japanese or Korean, at Devon, who began crying and clutching his mouth. I was amazed at how unexpected that was. Amid the chaos, Hugo turned to me and handed over a Storm Shadow toy, simply saying "here." Then, he turned back to Devon, and preceded to beat the breaks off him.
Teachers eventually intervened, breaking up the fight and escorting both Hugo and Devon away. I never saw Hugo again after that, but Devon's bullying ceased entirely. Ironically, the bullies who had once hung around Devon started targeting him instead. Following that, we moved to a different area of the Bronx, and it was then that we became neighbors with a kind individual who completed my toy collection. Among all the toys I had, Storm Shadow held the most unique and memorable history.
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That's a great story and I have seen similar bullying behavior. Its not uncommon for bullies to actually be big babies once they get a taste of their own medicine. I don't condone violence in general, but it does have its place at times. A friend of mine in 7th grade was getting bullyed relentessly by an 8th grader. He was a poor kid who lived in the hills off a dirt road with no electricity or running water and usually smelled bad, wore dirty clothes and mumbled when he spoke. Finally he couldn't take the bullying anymore, and he filled up a syringe with a cocktail of really bad household chemicals (bleach and other things I can't remember) and blasted the bully in the eyes with it during a bullying session. It was very painful to the bully and he had to go the hospital for treatment, but the guy never bothered him or anyone else again as far as I know. He was actually lucky he didn't damage or destroy his vision.
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Bit of a derail from Barbie... but my last remaining cat is that guy.
When we had all three of them, the smallest of them was always the one starting problems - she'd go up to the others and would pounce, bat, and bite. But as soon as one of the other two responded to her aggression... she'd turn around and hiss at them.