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	<title>Comments on: The Secret Life of Toys</title>
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	<pubDate>Wed, 02 Apr 2008 07:37:24 -0800</pubDate>
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		<title>The Secret Life of Toys</title>
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		<description>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/groups/secretlifeoftoys/pool"&gt;Toys&lt;/a&gt; - 59,237 of them. &lt;em&gt;This &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.flickr.com/groups/secretlifeoftoys&quot;&gt;group&lt;/a&gt; is about collecting photographic evidence that toys get up to things when people are not around. Well, not just that - It is also simply a space to collect good images of toys for everyone to enjoy.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;small&gt;(via &lt;a href=&quot;http://linkfilter.net/?id=136998&quot;&gt;dorian&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/small&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are tens of thousands of pictures of toys.  With this many pictures some of them might not be safe for work, although I haven&apos;t seen anything other than mildly naughty yet.</description>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 02 Apr 2008 07:09:31 -0800</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>caddis</dc:creator>		<category>Flickr</category>		<category>toys</category>		<category>photographs</category>		<category>humor</category>
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		<title>By: jack_mo</title>
		<link>http://www.metafilter.com/70454/The-Secret-Life-of-Toys#2066729</link>	
		<description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.flickr.com/photos/ultrasparky/sets/1617592/&quot;&gt;Poseable Thumbs&lt;/a&gt;. (Possibly NSFW - I really have no idea of standard workplace policies on looking at pictures of leather queen Action Man dolls engaging in BDSM orgies.)</description>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 02 Apr 2008 07:37:24 -0800</pubDate>
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		<title>By: jabberjaw</title>
		<link>http://www.metafilter.com/70454/The-Secret-Life-of-Toys#2066828</link>	
		<description>Creepy, anyone? Caddis, thanks for resisting the urge to post this last night, when it surely would have given me nightmares.</description>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 02 Apr 2008 08:56:12 -0800</pubDate>
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		<title>By: marxchivist</title>
		<link>http://www.metafilter.com/70454/The-Secret-Life-of-Toys#2066927</link>	
		<description>See also: &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.flickr.com/groups/unseenwar/&quot;&gt;The Unseen War: Battles that Toy Army men fight to keep the rest of the toybox safe&lt;/a&gt;.</description>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 02 Apr 2008 10:17:00 -0800</pubDate>
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		<title>By: katillathehun</title>
		<link>http://www.metafilter.com/70454/The-Secret-Life-of-Toys#2066932</link>	
		<description>One day, when I was about five, my mom came and pulled me out of my room.

&quot;Come outside! I want to show you something!&quot; she said.

So we went outside and crouched in the bushes just outside my bedroom window. I didn&apos;t know what was going on, and it kinda scared me.

Then it happened. I heard my toy Jamar piano go &lt;em&gt;plinkety!&lt;/em&gt; My breath caught in my throat! It happened again.... this time followed shortly by my favorite Barbie doll sashaying across my window sill! Before I knew it, my bedroom was the scene of a dance party. I didn&apos;t want to say anything just in case it wasn&apos;t real, but in my heart, I knew it. I had &lt;em&gt;always&lt;/em&gt; known it. My toys came to life whenever I left the room. It was just like the stories!

But then some blocks went dancing through the air by the power of a hand in a black glove, and I realized I&apos;d been duped. My mom, laughing, took me back to my room where my dad was just getting up off the floor, and they told me everything.

I started crying.

I told them it was because they&apos;d made my room all messy, and I was going to have to clean it up.</description>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 02 Apr 2008 10:22:04 -0800</pubDate>
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