When I opened my cracker (you know, those noisy things that Brits and Canadians have at Christmas with the crown, bad joke, and small toy inside) at a recent family Christmas dinner, I was surprised to find this tiny pink fighter jet as my toy prize. Who was this prize meant for? A little girl whose Barbie has a need for speed that her convertible cannot satisfy? Young Nicki Minaj? No, I think this was my own small Christmas miracle.
Thanks for the lively conversation, My best to the once and future Blowhards!
Haha! that’s so cute! it looks very gender confused 🙂
Well… with the repeal of Don’t Ask Don’t Tell, it could be a new prototype paint scheme for the Air Force.