It’s hard to believe Barbie and Mr. Potato Head would get it on, but it’s not impossible!
The Secret life of Barbie and Mr. Potato Head Nin Andrews
It began the year Jane received her first Barbie, and Dick was given
Mr. Potato Head for Christmas. Jane loved Barbie. She especially loved
undressing Barbie. So did Mr. Potato Head. Soon Barbie and Mr. Potato
Head were slipping off alone to dark corners. The first time it happened
Jane’s mother was fixing a salad for supper: cottage cheese nestled on
a crisp bed of lettuce with canned pears on top. Barbie was nervously
popping her heard off and on. Jane, her mother called, would you please set
the table? That’s when Jane told her mother that Barbie was engaged to
marry Mr. Potato Head.
Of course even Jane knew Mr. Potato head was the perfect match
for Barbie. She was afraid her Barbie might be jealous of all the other
Barbies in her neighborhood who had acquired handsome Kens for
their husbands. But she soon realized her mother was right. Her mother
always said looks aren’t everything. Besides, Mr. Potato Head could make
Barbie laugh. And he could do a lot more things with his detachable nose
and pipe and ears when her mother wasn’t looking. He, unlike Ken, was
the kind of man who could change himself for a woman like Barbie.
No problem, Mr. Potato Head would say whenever Barbie requested yet
another body part.