The Bratz are now Baby Mommaz. Yes, the hooker-in-training dolls have children. Bratz are the main reason I do not keep a supply of bricks around the house, because everytime the commercials come on I wish to pitch something kiln-fired through the screen so hard it beans the toy exec who greenlighted these hootchie toys. The Baby Bratz are as bad as you can imagine: “Bottles with Bling.”Insanity planet. What do you do when your kids get to the age where they see these things on TV, want them, ask for them, and chuck all manner of fits if they don't get them? Shouldn't the message underpinning the toys be socially responsible & positive even if the toys aren't?
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