Look at you little thing, crawling around there. I could just take a single step forward and crush you, or squeeze you until you pop! Fortunately for you, I like little things, little toys to play with. What shall we make you, something for my shelf? Shall we make you an action figure, a tin soldier? No, I want you to be a prissy pretty tiny little dolly. That’s what you’re going to be little man, my little doll. But I don’t have any little doll’s clothes, just big giant-sized dresses and bows. So try gasping for breath as the layers and layers of pink fall over you! This is going to be a LOT of fun!
