Ya know the whole 'this milk smells bad - here, smell it' thing?
Well, that's what this blog is tonight.
See, I saw something at Wal-Mart today that I can't unsee.
And because I need someone else to experience the horror, I'm inflicting it on you.
Here's the deal:
We are about to start potty training the two year old and I saw this doll and thought it looked like something that might be helpful.
See, she's cute right?
She even comes with her own little potty that makes a flush sound.
I saw the 'try me' sign on the potty and wondered what it meant.
I made the horrible mistake of trying it.
Oh, the horror!
Proceed with care...
Look away if you have a weak stomach...
Here is what happens when you press the back of the seat:
If that's not the worse thing I've ever seen in a toy...
I'm sorry to make you smell the proverbial milk but someone had to experience it.
So, now to cleanse your pallet here are some pictures of Italy.
My word, not that one!
That's as bad as the 'try me' button.
Let's try again:
Ignore the pregnant girl.
And more Venice.
And Billy, before P90X.
I bet Italian kids don't have dolls with revolting accessories.
Hopefully, one of those opinions would be to not buy that doll.