This time it must be the same Steph who signed me up for a MySpace account—she's the only vapid junior-high girl in that list.
She’s signed herself up for “Stardoll,” which is a “celebrity dress-up site” where angsty preteens can make “personalized avatars” which I’m sure look nothing like them, and then chat and meet other angsty teens or pedophiles, whose avatars look nothing like them.
In any case, she must not want her parents to know what she’s up to, because the email I received was announcing that “my child” had opened an account on Stardoll. Clearly she thought she was having the parental email sent to herself, so of course she would just approve it, and her parents would be none the wiser.
But instead it came to Steph McW: Crusher of Prepubescent Souls!!
Now you all get to advise again:
A, I ignore it, or B, I reply that “no child of mine is going to sign up for this hussy-fest!”
Hmm.
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Hussy-fest! Hussy-fest!
On behalf of her parents, herself and any unlucky soul who has ever been subjected to public angsty (or just generally whiny and gossipy) conversation by preteens oblivious to the fact that every other nonpreteen in the immediate vicinity can hear them and are involuntarily cringing in disgust...CHOOSE B!! CHOOSE B!!
I say DENIED!
Dash those teeny-bopper hopes! How can she possibly hope to advance to teenagedom with facing major tribulations like this?
option B!
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