
Just Betty.

Betty would be kind of like Midge. Remember Midge,

Midge always had to stay home and babysit Pepper, who wasn't really Barbie's little sister (who was Skipper) and was more Tammy's little sister, but was my

Anyway Midge would babysit while Barbie went out with Ken, mostly because I didn't have an Allen doll so they could double date.
If I had a best friend like that, I would name her Betty.
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One of my dearest friends (since high school!) is named Betty. Not Elizabeth or anything like that. Betty.
She is a tall, tan, blond, beautiful goddess of an artist and stunningly nice and likable.
JAG: All that -- and the name Betty too!
I know.
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