Growing up, we were poor. My mom gave me an army action figure for my birthday.
Except it was one of those cheap knock-off toys. I mean he literally had the letter "G" for eyes!
Mom Said it was the latest G eyed Joe.
My dad would try and make us toys.
One time he used a bunch of leftover fencing wire to make a doll for my sister.
Worst Barby Doll ever!
Hahah careful, that barby will get ya!