Still life of disturbing junk meets Mattel

In his more articulate and agile days Talking Ken looked like this:


He came with a real posin' stand. You never knew what he was going to say next. He had bendable legs. He wooed the ladies with lines like this:

• Hi, I'm Ken.
• Let's go to the big game tonight.
• What are you doing next weekend?
• Why don't we all go to the movies?
• Let's go listen to Barbie's records.
• Let's go visit Barbie.

Then he left his gravitationally impossible girlfriend, started doing meth and landed up like this:

Broken and battered under a porch in B'ton. Let this be a cautionary tale to you all...