I was Right about the Bratz Dolls

I tried to warn everyone about those damn Bratz Dolls. I told everyone that they looked like tiny whores, and not to buy them for their daughters. Well, thanks to patience, and some hidden surveillance cameras, I have finally got the proof that I needed to launch an anti-Bratz campaign. I warn you, the following photos are disturbing:

This filthy man pulled up and solicited the miniature prostitute, who without hesitation jumped in his car.




I don't know how it made it to the street, but I suggest that if you have these things in your home, you get them out. Gather all their designer clothes, the cocktail bar, the rave dance floor, the pimp car, and the cocaine fueled jet plane, and throw it all out. Throw it out before your daughter starts saving up for stripper shoes.