Adventures of Barbie (tm)

I wonder what the neighbors think when I scream to the dozens of (ok 4) children on the trampoline "Why is there a naked barbie on the roof???"
But I can't care. Really. I can't. It's a naked Barbie(tm), in a really uncomfortable looking position, on the roof of my garage (where the neighbors can see) and I just really have no idea why she's up there.
"We were throwing her up there and trying to catch her when she fell" says one.
"We had to take her clothes off because she kept getting stuck" says another.
"I don't know I wasn't throwing the Barbie on the roof" say yet another.
"What Barbie?" says the last.
They all look guilty. Kids always look guilty. Always. Don't misinterpret those cute little smiles, the hugs, the "I love you's". That's guilt.
Of course, being naked didn't help Barbie fall off the roof any easier and it wasn't until the man got home that she was knocked down, with a soccer ball. A pink soccer ball knocked naked Barbie (tm) off of the garage roof.
I didn't tell anyone at work the next day how my evening was.