Growing up our family struggled financially. My mother was a single parent and received almost nothing in the way of support from my father. That noted, I give her credit for always trying to make Christmas something memorable. Now being a young boy, there were many things that I wanted, including the G.I. Joe Adventure Team Headquarters, which looked something like this:
Yes, it was basically a Barbie Dream House, except for the fact that it was inhabited by dolls that toted around guns. These were the "real" G.I. Joe's, by the way, complete at 12 inches tall and having the fake hair and Kung-Fu grip.
I remember simply being thrilled to get this for Christmas, and I am sure that my Mom was thrilled that the whole headquarters thing folded up nicely into a square kind of package.
By the way, unlike the radio, I am not even remotely tempted to buy one of these things.
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