Linda and her friend are trying to study physics that they get distracted by realizing a guy staring at Linda. So, they start to have a Barbie conversation.
Linda’s Friend: eww the guy. The ew guy keeps staring at you.
Linda: in the yellow [?!]
Linda’s Friend: eww.
Linda: I know. I looked up and I saw him staring at me. I want to throw up. How come these guys always come to me? Now I can’t go to sleep. I might get raped. EWWWWWWWW.
Linda’s Friend: He looks weird. I saw him when he first sat down staring at you and I fell asleep. I open my eyes and he was staring. Yuck. I stared at him so he looked away. Sorry Linda. [We think that there is a missing part to the conversation. Perhaps they started talking instead of writing on that piece of paper.]
Linda: Pretty! I don’t think so .. the hot guys (they should know what pretty is) never come, always the creepy ones come. Come to think of it, always old, creepy/crazy people. I want to look like you, never have these problems. LOL.
Linda’s Friend: I never knew I had such a blessed face. Thanks Linda.
Linda’s Friend: He is old too.
I think Ken is too old and creepy for these Barbies.
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