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Wednesday, February 26, 2003
My friend Gina pointed me toward PoshTots, a purveyor of high-end children's gifts, playhouses, clothing, and other kiddie stuff. I'm equally offended by and jealous of the items available to the offspring of the upper-class from this company. Seriously, does any kid need a $40,000 minicar or a play fort that costs as much as a 3 bedroom house in Ottumwa, Iowa?
Posted @ 3:00 PM
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