Barbie's Dream Kitchen

"Why does this have to be so hard" Skipper asks.

She's not the only one. Building this dreamhouse was becoming a freaking nightmare. It's not just deciding on what you want, but it's dealing with complete morons.

"I think I want a blue wall"....well I think I might kill you if I see one more swatch of blue or a shade thereof - who knew there were 5000 types of blue? Not me.

"Barbie, my dream toast tastes like plastic"

Well, there's a good reason for that. It is plastic and so are you.

"You're a dick, Skipper" she mumbled as she stared off into space and thought about why the hell she wore that disgusting top.