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The Fickle Finger of Fatima

Thursday, May 7th, 2009
By raincoaster


You know how kids are: one minute all they’ll eat is cherry Jello and the next second they HATEHATEittakeitawaycherryJelloisgrossMOM! Yes, they’re fickle little buggers, and there’s not much grownups can do about it but roll their eyes and cope. So naturally, it is with no surprise whatsoever that we announce that the 8-year-old Saudi Arabian girl who got married last month has now been granted a divorce from her 50-year-old husband.

From the Telegraph:

The Saudi Gazette reported that the marriage of the eight-year-old, who has never been named, was annulled in a private out-of-court settlement between the two families in the city of Onaiza.

Most such marriages are arranged by families in return for money. In this case, the father was said to need to pay off a personal debt to the husband, a friend.

The girl herself has been living with her mother, and was never told that she was married, or of the international controversy her case had provoked.

Just wait till she sues for teddy support!

The Horror!

Thursday, May 7th, 2009
By Glinda

Jezebel managed to steal a 1972 Sears catalog from somebody’s basement that featured children’s fashion. And I’ve promptly stolen the pictures from them, because this kind of horror is the kind that has to be shared so that other people can suffer along with you. And just think, I wore crap like this! And thought I was cool!

These chicks look like they could use an attitude adjustment. Because nobody should look that smug with strawberries on their pockets.


It seems that fruit was an overarching theme for 1972.


These pants leave me completely speechless. Uh, at least they were good at hiding stains? And who else remembers those horrible jumpers that took you forever to get out of when you had to go to the bathroom?


And don’t think that the boys managed to get away unscathed. I want to know who thought wide-striped dress pants were a good idea.


Oh Winnie-the-Pooh, Christopher Robin would never have worn something so utterly dorky. The laces on those shirts practically scream out for a bully to grab them.


Finally, we see that no mercy was available even for babies. The little boy looks like he is beseeching his mom, “Why, Mom? Why would you put me in miles of scratchy polyester?”


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