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

I’m an 80s flunkie.

I did wear parachute pants and breakdance. That’s something, right?

I jumped a lot of rope and was a pogo stick expert, look mom! No hands!

I just wasn’t into the cuddlywuddlies.

Except ( shame face) I had a cabbage patch doll. And she had a birth certificate.

I gave her mud pies for dinner and mudbaths for lunch, though. I laugh when I hear about collectables. Mine looked like she was wearing an actual dirty diaper.

I still don’t know what I want to be when I grow up, but I know I want it to be spelled right and punctuated correctly. I guess that’s something.

I still don’t know what I want to be when I grow up, but I know I want it to be spelled right and punctuated correctly. I guess that’s something.