I wasn’t big on dolls, I preferred stuffed animals or my little steam shovel toy. (Yes, there used to be steam shovels, they are now called excavators… I had old toys.)
One of my dolls was really ugly… I mean BUTT UGLY. It had a rubber head with this horrific crying face. If you shook it, it cried (these dolls would be banned today for they promoted shaking babies, which doesn’t work out to well for the baby…) Still I had an affection for it, probably because it was ugly. A ghost hunter pal of mine, Rusty procured one. He sent me a pict. This doll was paranormally stripped at a cemetery. It was alone in the car. When Rusty returned to his car, the dolls clothes were OFF! Weird, eh?!
This is Rusty’s Dolly…
Rusty's Precious Angel...
This is exactly what my doll’s face looked like, except mine was pinker.
Currently, there is an old doll at my Mom’s house in my old room. This one looks innocent enough, until you roll over in bed and look at it closely. I took a pict of this one Thanksgiving night. Tell me if it doesn’t creep you out in low lighting…
Innocent? Perhaps, but I know better...
Let’s hear from all of you who are creeped out by dolls! Come on… Admit it!
Also, watch Vlad’s doll dealings this week. It seems he may have a sensitive side behind those frowning eyes…
Tj
Mommy, I want a Chucky Doll! NOW! NOW!! I want a Chucky doll! Oh, no! BAD Chucky! LOL
I’ll be the first to admit I hate and cant emphasise it enough that i am creeped out!! I had to deal and face a crap load of the spookiest creepiest dolls saturday night during an investigation!!
The best part is, I now know your Kryptonite, so I can line up loads of practical jokes! HA!
Tj