Have you ever purchased something you had a long time ago and it brings back memories? Well, I got a cabbage patch kid for OJ yesterday and at first whif of that new CPK smell (basically just shove 15 pampers swaddlers up your nose and you'll get the drift) I was taken back to opening up my own new CPK's. I remember my mom telling me after I unwrapped them on Christmas morning how she had to fight other mom's for them to get them for me. I know that there were fights over them but somehow I can't imagine my mom as part of all that...oh well.
I will update with the picture of OJ's new CPK because I know you are all interested to see her. And here she is:
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When I was a little girl, I wanted a CPK so badly. I thought I would just die if I didn't get one for Christmas. My mom took a second, seasonal job at night after I was asleep to earn the money to buy me that CPK. I will never forget that as long as I live.
My mom lost all of those fights but our racist neighbor was able to get an african american one that her husband forbade her to give their daughter. Enter my first love, Gunther. I love him so much. Can O's new CPK pose with Majestic Dawg please?
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