How I Learned To Love Drag Part 1

"Maybe we could have the girls play with their Barbie dolls while they strive for the same rights as adults," suggested Scott. "A good juxtaposition."

I finally saw my chance to speak. "That would be the new anatomically correct Barbie - and Ken too. The girls could play with the dolls and we could show the dolls copulating and the girls masturbating."

That brought a smile to their faces.

"Could we make the dolls bend properly?" asked Ted.

"It's too bad we couldn't have animation to perform that trick for us," complained Aaron.

"Claymation Barbie," suggested Dave.

"Did you know that some Canadian schools have senior students take care of baby dolls as part of their curriculum? It's to teach parenting. You know, the usual situation is if the student leaves the baby unattended, it starts to cry," said Ted.

"That's got some possibilities," I interjected. "A frustrated male student can't get the doll to stop crying, so he sticks it in his locker."

"Yeah. And he gets a failing mark because the doll dies," said Dave.

"How does the doll die?" asked Scott.

"It's a computerized doll," said Ted. "You know that Japanese technology. If you don't give the doll attention, and feed it some formula, it dies. The doll's computer chip senses movement and water."

"So if the doll doesn't stop crying, we could have the doll shaken to death by the frustrated student," said Dave.

"Or the doll could be kidnapped," suggested Mark.

"Wait a minute. Are we talking about the pajama party now, or are we talking about a whole other skit?" I asked.

"We can decide that later," said Ted. "We're still brainstorming."

"If we have the pajama party, I think we could get some adorable costumes," suggested Scott. "The cuteness quotient could be pretty high."

Mark spoke up. "Yeah, the girls could be painting each other's toenails."