Ever since I was a kid, porcelain (or porcelain like in this case) dolls and nuns both creeped me out.
With the dolls I am sure my fear is rooted in a baby doll which when I took off her bonnet had three faces, and the nuns - I heard enough stories about nasty nuns whacking children’s hands with rulers or forcing them to polish the banisters in the school.
I am sure some doll fans will want to collect these but if I walked into a room & these were in there I think I’d be really creeped out.
You can even send an e-card of some nun dolls.
Dolls creep me out as well, and after attending an all-girls Catholic high school, nuns don’t thrill me either. However, I remember that three-faced doll, and I loved her to death. She was “Little Lost Baby,” and you would turn her face under her bonnet to show a different emotion.
If I remember correctly, one was happy, one was crying and one was sleeping. I got that doll for my third birthday, and carried her everywhere, pretending to be her mommy.
I never took the bonnet off, so I didn’t see all three faces at once. Maybe that’s why I can remember her fondly.
My aunt had a doll like that as a child-her cousin and her older brother stole it to play Cowboys and Indians-tied it to the old elm my grandparents had in their yard, and chopped the head off.
I had a doll that, when you cranked her arm, her faced changed. If you cranked her arm too hard or too fast she would make this horrible grimace. She was possessed.
I did not like this doll. Especially after I watch a Twilight Zone with that doll that tried to kill the father.
When I was the title I thought maybe Carrot Top had had his tongue bifurcated.
Porcelain dolls can be creepy. I sorta collect 'em (if by “collect” you mean “have bought a new one at K-Mart two Christmases in a row”) and I’m always careful to pick ones whose faces won’t go all creepy and satanic when the lights dim.
Simetra, that’s gotta be a typo. Just so you don’t feel alone, I read that sentence no less than five times before I arrived at my conclusion. I’m going easy on myself about that, though, because I haven’t finished my first cup of coffee yet.
When I SAW the title. I almost went back and reposted a correction, but I figured, “nah, these people are bright, they’ll realize it was a typo.” My mistake.
“When I was the title I thought maybe Carrot Top had had his tongue bifurcated.”
Okay.
“When I saw the title I thought maybe Carrot Top (a thing that creeps me out) had had his tongue bifurcated (another creepy thing).”
Can I go home now, or do I need to give a more detailed explanation of what was supposed to be an amusing throw-away line?
