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Trolls Gingerbread

Trolls Gingerbread House Kit DreamWorks Trolls Gingerbread House Kit includes everything, no baking needed! Includes Pre-baked Gingerbread, Pre-made Icing,
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DreamWorks Trolls Gingerbread House Kit includes everything, no baking needed! Includes Pre-baked Gingerbread, Pre-made Icing, Candy Jewels, Fruity Gummies, Candy Stars, Gummy Poppy, Mint Swirls, Scene Setters and a Simple Start Tray. Net wt. 29oz.

2016
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The Elder Scrolls 3: Bloodmoon - Morrowind Expansion Pack Bloodmoon takes you to the frozen Island of Solstheim where the Empire is establishing a new mining colony - a venture being
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Bloodmoon takes you to the frozen Island of Solstheim where the Empire is establishing a new mining colony - a venture being threatened by the prophecy of the Bloodmoon and rumors of werewolves.Your journey north from Vvardenfell by ship will bring you to a whole new world where the ashlands and rainy coasts of Morrowind give way to forests and hills covered with snow and ice. In the huge wilderness of Solstheim you'll experience snow blizzards and new creatures including frost trolls ice minions and wolves just to name a few.You'll have a choice of stories to follow and have the opportunity to defend the colony take control over how the colony is built up and eliminate the werewolves. Or you can decide to join the werewolves and become one of them opening up a whole new style of gameplay.System Requirements:ELDER SCROLLS 3: MORROWIND and: Minimum System Requirements: Windows Me/98 128 MB RAM 500 MHz Intel Pentium III Celeron or AMD Athlon processor 8x CD/DVD-ROM Drive 1 GB free hard disk space Windows swapfile DirectX 8.1 (included) 32 MB Direct3D Compatible video card and DirectX 8.1 compatible driver DirectX 8.1 compatible sound card Keyboard Mouse NVIDIA GeForce2 GTS or ATI Radeon 7500 or faster video card. Recommended: Windows XP/2000 256 MB RAM 800 MHz or faster Intel Pentium III or AMD Athlon processor 8x CD/DVD-ROM Drive 1 GB free hard disk space Windows swapfile DirectX 8.1 (included) 32 MB Direct3D Compatible video card and DirectX 8.1 compatible driver DirectX 8.1 compatible sound card Keyboard Mouse NVIDIA GeForce2 GTS or ATI Radeon 7500 or faster video card. Supported Video Card Chipsets: NVIDIA GeForce4 NVIDIA GeForce3 NVIDIA GeForce2 NVIDIA GeForce 256 NVIDIA TNT2 ATI Radeon 8500 ATI Radeon 7500 ATI Radeon 7200 ATI Radeon ATI Rage 128 Matrox G550 Matrox G450 Matrox G400Format: WIN 98ME2000XP Genre: ENTERTAINMENT Rating:  UPC: 093155118508

2017
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Dream works Trolls 12 Pcs Goodie Bags Party Favor Bags Gift Bags Birthday Bags TROLLS CHARACTERS 12 ASSORTED PLASTIC REUSABLE GOODIE BAGS SIZE APPROXIMATELY 6.5" x 6.25" x 3.0" 2 SIDES WITH
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TROLLS CHARACTERS 12 ASSORTED PLASTIC REUSABLE GOODIE BAGS SIZE APPROXIMATELY 6.5" x 6.25" x 3.0" 2 SIDES WITH DIFFERENT AWESOME DESIGNS AS PICTURES

2017
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Sprogs SPG-ENA1021-SO Felt Storyboards with Storage Bag, 3 Little Pigs, Gingerbread Man, Goldilocks, Grade: Kindergarten to Kindergarten, 12.5" x 15" Size, Red Riding Hood Style:3 Little Pigs, Gingerbread Man, Goldilocks Encourage little ones to tell their own tales with Sprogs' Felt Storyboards
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Sprogs SPG-ENA1021-SO Felt Storyboards with Storage Bag, 3 Little Pigs, Gingerbread Man, Goldilocks, Grade: Kindergarten to Kindergarten, 12.5" x 15" Size, Red Riding Hood by Sprogs

Style:3 Little Pigs, Gingerbread Man, Goldilocks Encourage little ones to tell their own tales with Sprogs' Felt Storyboards Set with Storage Bag. From smiling citizens to adorable animals, these four lightweight learning aids include a variety of characters that kids can easily move around the boards. The felt pieces are interchangeable, so early learners can combine these exciting worlds and expand their stories.

2016
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Crayola Trolls Deluxe Washable Paint Kit Create and paint with your favorite characters from Dreamworks' Trolls! This all-in-one paint kit allows children to apply
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Create and paint with your favorite characters from Dreamworks' Trolls! This all-in-one paint kit allows children to apply Crayola Paint with brushes and sponges on line art inspired from the movie.

2017
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The Boxtrolls (Blu-ray 3D + Blu-ray + DVD + DIGITAL HD) From the creators of Coraline and ParaNorman comes a magical family adventure in 3D about heroes in all shapes and sizes: The
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The Boxtrolls (Blu-ray 3D + Blu-ray + DVD + DIGITAL HD)

From the creators of Coraline and ParaNorman comes a magical family adventure in 3D about heroes in all shapes and sizes: The Boxtrolls. Quirky, mischievous and good-hearted, these box-wearing creatures have lovingly raised a human boy named "Eggs" (voiced by Isaac Hempstead Wright) in a charming cavern below the bustling streets of Cheesebridge. But when evil Archibald Snatcher (voiced by Ben Kingsley) decides to capture the lovable misfits, it's up to Eggs and his feisty young friend, Winnie (voiced by Elle Fanning,) to save the Boxtrolls. Also featuring the voice talents of Jared Harris, Nick Frost, Toni Collette and Tracy Morgan, critics are calling The Boxtrolls "a delectable treat!" (Brian Truitt, USA Today)

2016
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Trolls Movie Theater Exclusive Cup Topper Set #1 With 12 oz Cups
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Extra Heavy Duty Dog Leash by Paw Lifestyles – 3mm Thick, Soft Padded Handle For Comfort, 6ft long - 1” Wide, Perfect Leash for Medium and Large Dogs, Dog Training Finally, the perfect heavy duty dog leash for active dog lovers! This extra thick and highly durable leash adds a whole new level
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Finally, the perfect heavy duty dog leash for active dog lovers! This extra thick and highly durable leash adds a whole new level of control to walking, running and hiking with your favorite pup. Do you have an active dog full of energy that demands an extra tough leash that will actually last? With the Paw Lifestyles Extra Heavy Dog Leash, you can finally retire your old weak leash and start enjoying those walks again with your energetic pup! This 3mm thick and super strong leash is perfectly constructed of rugged premium nylon to handle even the largest of dogs while staying lightweight. The heavy duty clip is perfect for medium and large sized dogs or stronger small dogs. The perfect leash for walks, hikes or obedience training. And did we mention that it looks awesome? Our extra heavy duty dog leash features an awesome neoprene padded handle for total hand comfort for when your dog gets excited and pulls hard on the leash to chase a critter. You'll love the 2 seems of luminous reflective stitching that stretch the length of the leash which keeps you visible and safe for those late evening strolls around the block with your furpal. The 6 foot length gives your dog a bit of freedom to happily roam while still keeping him/her close to you. The Paw Lifestyles Extra Heavy Duty Dog Leash is constructed of rugged nylon that stands up to sun, rain & snow like a champ. Hang your favorite clicker or dog waste bag holder on the strong metal D-ring. Order one for yourself and a couple more for your favorite dog owners today! Be aware that this leash is not fully chew proof. • Nearly 2X thicker and stronger than regular dog leashes • 3mm thick and 1” wide • 6FT - Perfect length • Neoprene padded handle for comfort • Weather resistant premium nylon • Reflective stitching for safety • D-Ring for accessories • 100% money-back guarantee Click ‘Add to Cart’ to buy now!

2017
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Brooklyn Bean Roastery Gingerbread Man Single Cup Coffee for Keurig K-Cup Brewers, 40 Count Flavor:Gingerbread Man | Size:40 Count If the only time you run and run as fast as you can is when you’re late for a Brooklyn
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Flavor:Gingerbread Man | Size:40 Count If the only time you run and run as fast as you can is when you’re late for a Brooklyn bound F-train, we have the coffee for you. Spicy, sweet, bold, and decadent, our Gingerbread Man is easy to catch…if only during the holidays. This medium bodied coffee is rich and smooth, and loaded with the seasonal flavors of brown sugar and ginger. It’ll tantalize your taste buds, but unlike a certain edible storybook character, it’ll never taunt you.

2016
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Richard Scarry's The Gingerbread Man (Little Golden Book) About the Author RICHARD SCARRY (1919-1994) is one of the world’s best-loved children’s book creators. No other author has
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About the Author RICHARD SCARRY (1919-1994) is one of the world’s best-loved children’s book creators. No other author has shown such a lively interest in the words and concepts of early childhood. In 1948, after a stint in the army, Scarry showed his portfolio to one of the original editors at Golden Books. There he found the perfect home for his children’s books. In the extraordinary career that followed, Scarry illustrated well over 100 books, many of which have never been out-of-print.

2017
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Not Dead Yet: The Memoir About the Author Born in the United Kingdom, Phil Collins rose to fame as the drummer and frontman of Genesis, before
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About the Author Born in the United Kingdom, Phil Collins rose to fame as the drummer and frontman of Genesis, before establishing himself as a solo artist, and selling hundreds of millions of records throughout his career. Excerpt. © Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved. 1 Not Drowning but Waving Or: my beginnings, my childhood and how my relationship with my dad was a bit tidal We think mums and dads know it all. But in fact they’re making it up as they go along. Every day, busking it, winging it, putting on a brave—sometimes false—face. It’s something I suspect throughout my childhood, yet it’s only confirmed in adulthood, and only with a little help from the Other Side. One gray autumn evening in 1977, I go to see a medium. She lives in Victoria, central London, round the insalubrious back of Buckingham Palace, in a flat near the top of a tower block. It’s no gypsy caravan, but I suppose it does mean she’s nearer the heavens. I don’t have a particular affinity for spirits—that will come much, much later, and be less an affinity than an addiction—but my wife, Andy, is somewhat that way inclined. My mum, too, is no stranger to the Ouija board. At our family home on London’s suburban western edges, my mum, nana and auntie, along with my so-called uncles Reg and Len, enjoyed many a happy late-fifties and early-sixties evening summoning the dearly departed from beyond the veil. Better that than the meager monochrome offerings flickering from the newfangled television set. The reason for my and Andy’s visit to this high-rise Madame Arcati: a naughty dog. Ben, our beautiful boxer, has a habit of dragging from under our bed a pile of electric blankets. We’re holding on to these for our kids—Joely, five, and Simon, one—for when they stop wetting the bed and need a bit of extra warmth. It has not dawned on me that the folded electric blankets promise more than a toasty bed—bent filaments can break and catch fire. Maybe Ben knows this. Andy comes to the conclusion that there’s a supernatural element to Ben’s nightly ritual. He’s probably not clairvoyant but there’s clearly something we humans don’t know. At this time I’m manically busy, touring with Genesis—we’ve released our album Wind & Wuthering and I have only recently taken over singing duties from Peter Gabriel. I am, accordingly, often an absent husband and father, so I feel perennially on the back foot when it comes to matters domestic and familial. I duly offer no opposition to this unorthodox course of action. So off to a medium we go. Into bustling Victoria, up in the tower-block elevator, a ring on the doorbell, small talk with the husband, who’s watching Coronation Street. It couldn’t be any less spiritual. Finally he pulls himself away from the TV and gives me a nod: “She’ll see you now . . .” She’s an ordinary-looking housewife, perched behind a small table. No sign of any other-worldly virtues. In fact she appears totally normal, in a matter-of-fact way. This completely throws and somewhat disappoints me, and my skepticism now comes with a topspin of confusion, and just a shade of grumpiness. As Andy’s I Ching readings have informed her that it’s the spirits on my side of the family that are the dog-botherers, I draw the short straw and enter the chamber of the supernatural. Through gritted teeth I tell the medium about Ben’s nightly antics. She nods gravely, closes her eyes, waits for a meaningful length of time, then finally replies, “It’s your dad.” “Pardon?” “Yes, it’s your dad and he wants you to have a few things: his watch, his wallet, the family cricket bat. Do you want me to ask his spirit to speak through me? Then you could hear his voice. But sometimes the spirits don’t want to leave and that becomes a bit awkward.” I splutter a no. Communication with my father wasn’t at its best when he was alive. Talking to him now, nearly five years after his death at Christmas 1972, via a middle-aged housewife in a disconcertingly drab domestic setting in a tower block in the heart of London, would just be weird. “Well, he says to give your mum some flowers, and to tell her he’s sorry.” Of course, being a fairly rational twenty-six-year-old who likes things to be down-to-earth and regimented—I am a drummer, after all—I should have discounted this as mumbo-jumbo con-artistry. But I agree that our dog habitually dragging electric blankets from beneath our bed is behavior possibly not of the mortal plain. On top of that, Madame Arcati has said some things about my dad that she couldn’t possibly have known, not least that stuff about the cricket bat. That cricket bat has been part of the Collins clan’s meager sports equipment for as long as I can remember. Outside the family, no one would know about it. I wouldn’t say I’m convinced, but I am intrigued. Andy and I depart the anteroom of the afterlife and re-enter the real world. Back on terra firma I tell her the news. She replies with a look understood on both sides of the veil: “I told you so.” The next day I phone my mum and relate the previous evening’s events. She is blithely spirited, and unsurprised by both the message and the medium. “I bet he wants to give me flowers,” she says, half laughing, half harrumphing. This is when she tells me everything. My dad, Greville Philip Austin Collins, was not a faithful husband to my mum, June Winifred Collins (née Strange). Having been recruited at the age of nineteen, he was a lifelong employee, like his father before him, of the London Assurance Company in the City of London. “Grev” had used his quotidian, bowler-hatted, nine-to-five suburban commuter’s existence to maintain a secret life with an office girlfriend. Dad was not a particularly obvious heart-throb or lady’s man. He was a little tubby round the middle, and his RAF mustache topped off his patchy head of hair. I got all my looks from my mum, clearly. But it seems that behind that mild-mannered insurance-man exterior lurked something more Lothario-shaped. Mum tells me about a particular incident. Alma Cole was a lovely lady who worked with my mum in the toyshop she managed on behalf of a family friend. Alma was from the north of England and there was always a conspiratorial tone to whatever she said. She and my mum were close, and one day a slightly miffed Alma sniffed, “I saw you with Grev in the car on Saturday and you didn’t wave back to me.” “I wasn’t in the car with him on Saturday!” The passenger, patently, was Dad’s lady friend, being taken for a romantic spin in our black Austin A35. Now, nearly five years after Dad’s passing, while I find it wonderful that my mum is confiding in me in this manner, hearing these revelations makes me simultaneously mad and sad. I now know that my parents’ marriage didn’t so much dissolve as fizzle out, partly due to my dad being, shall we say, distracted elsewhere. His infidelity was very much news to me. But why wouldn’t it be? I was a very young boy back then and, to me, my parents seemed deliriously happy. Life at home had appeared normal and quite calm. Straightforward, simple. To my mind, Mum and Dad were happily in love for all their long married life. But I am very much the baby of the family, almost seven years younger than my sister, Carole, and nine years younger than my brother, Clive. Certain, grown-up aspects of home life would have gone straight over my head. Now, when I consider the facts before me this evening in 1977, I think I can divine an undercurrent of unrest in the house, something to which I was completely oblivious at the time. That said, perhaps I felt it in my water: I was a chronic bed-wetter to an embarrassingly old age. When I later relay this earth-shattering news to Clive, he gives it to me straight. All those sudden long walks I was taken on by my siblings? Those lazy, hazy strolls past the post-war prefab housing on Hounslow Heath with my brother and sister? Not the cheerfully nondescript norm of a simple late-fifties and early-sixties suburban English childhood. In fact I was being unwittingly complicit in the papering over of cracks. My father acting a little fast and loose with his marriage vows is something I still have trouble coming to terms with. His disregard for my mum’s feelings is beyond me. And before anyone steps forward to state, “That’s a bit rich coming from you, Collins,” let the record show: I hear what you’re saying. I am disappointed that I have been married three times. I’m even more disappointed that I have been divorced three times. I am considerably less bothered by the fact that these resulted in settlements with my ex-wives to the order of £42 million. Nor am I fussed that those sums were widely reported and are widely known. In this day and age, nothing is private anymore. The internet has seen to that. Additionally, while three divorces might seem to suggest a casual attitude toward the whole idea of marriage, this couldn’t be further from the truth. I’m a romantic who believes, hopes, that the union of marriage is something to cherish and last. Yet certainly that trio of divorces demonstrates a failure to coexist happily and to understand my partners. It suggests a failure to become, and to stay, a family. It shows failure, full stop. Over the decades I’ve done my diligent best to make every aspect of my life, personal and professional, work like clockwork—although too often, I have to acknowledge that my “best” just hasn’t been good enough. Still, I know what “normal” is—it’s in my DNA; I grew up with it, or at least the semblance thereof, in the London suburbs—and that’s what I strove for while trying to make a living playing music. I have endeavored to be honest with all my children about my personal history. It involves them. It affects them. They live with the consequences of my actions, inactions and reactions every day of their lives. I try to be as straight and forthright as it’s possible to be. I will do the same throughout this story, even in the parts where I don’t exactly come out smelling of roses. As a drummer I’m used to giving it some stick. I’ve had to become used to taking some stick, too. However, to return to my mum: her stoicism, strength and humor in the face of my dad’s straying (to use that very English word) says a lot about a wartime generation who would go through thick and thin to maintain their marriage commitments. It’s something we all could learn from, myself very much included. All that said: when I consider my childhood from the vantage point of my advanced age, perhaps close-to-the-bone emotional upset and turmoil seeped into my young self, without my even knowing it. I was born in Putney Maternity Hospital, southwest London, on January 30, 1951, a belated—and by all accounts surprise—third child to June and Grev Collins. Apparently Mum initially entered West Middlesex Hospital to have me, but they weren’t very nice to her, so she crossed her legs, left and headed to Putney. I was the first “London” child, as both Carole and Clive had been born in Weston-super-Mare after the entire family had been relocated there by London Assurance prior to the Blitz. Carole was not best pleased by my birth. She’d wanted a girl. Clive, though, was over the moon—finally, a little brother to play football with, wrestle with and, when all that got a bit boring, to pin down and torture with his smelly socks. With Mum and Dad aged thirty-seven and forty-five respectively, my arrival made them, for the times, old parents. This didn’t bother my mum in the slightest. She remained a generous and loving woman her entire life, without a bad word for anybody until the day she died on her birthday in 2011, aged ninety-eight. That said, she did once call a London policeman a “dickhead” when he chastised her for driving in a bus lane. Dad, born in 1907, came from then-fashionable Isleworth, a riverside neighborhood on London’s western edges. His family home was big, dark, musty, quite imposing, not a little scary. Ditto his relatives. I have no recollection of my paternal grandfather, a time-served London Assurance man just like his son would become. But I do have vivid memories of Grandma. She was warm, embracing and very patient with me, but seemed stuck in the Victorian period, and as if to prove it was permanently clad in long black dresses. Maybe she was still mourning Prince Albert, too. She and I were very close. I spent a lot of time in her constantly damp below-stairs rooms, watching her paint watercolors of boats and the river, an enthusiasm I’ve inherited. Dad’s sister, Auntie Joey, was a formidable woman, armed with a cigarette holder and a rough throaty voice, a little like the baddie in Disney’s The Rescuers: “Dahling, doooo come in . . .” Her husband, Uncle Johnny, was also a case. He had a monocle and always wore heavy tweed suits, another Collins from the land that the twentieth century forgot. Family history has it that a couple of Dad’s cousins had been incarcerated by the Japanese in the notorious Changi Prison in Singapore. Great store was put by them—they were war heroes, men who survived the pitiless Far East campaign. Another cousin was apparently the chap who first brought launderettes to England. In Dad’s family’s eyes, they were all, each of them, “somebody.” Or, in other words, toffs. H. G. Wells was said to be a regular caller on the Collins household. Clearly Dad’s family formed his attitudes, not to mention his working life—although after he died I discovered that he had tried to dodge conscription into London Assurance by running away to become a merchant seaman. But the ocean-going rebellion was short-lived and he was told to snap out of it, pull himself together and fall in line under the insurance-salesman yoke imposed by his own father. Conformity was the order of the day. With this in mind, it could be suggested that Dad was a little bit jealous of the freedom the sixties offered Clive, Carole and myself in our chosen fields: cartoonist, ice skater, musician. Call them proper jobs? Dad didn’t. There’s little proof that Grev Collins ever got used to the twentieth century. When North Sea gas came on stream and all the boilers in the U.K. were converted, Dad tried to bribe the Gas Board to leave us out of the conversions, convinced that somewhere there was a gasholder that would provide fuel just for the Collins family.

2016
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Crazy Partyy Trollss by Target Call
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Trolls - Authentic Original 27" x 40" Movie Poster
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Gingerbread Cookie Maker
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2017
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Just Play 65030 DreamWorks Trolls Poppy Style Station Toy The highly anticipated DreamWorks Animation's musical comedy, Trolls, comes to theaters November 2016. Branch and Poppy
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The highly anticipated DreamWorks Animation's musical comedy, Trolls, comes to theaters November 2016. Branch and Poppy (voiced by Justin Timberlake and Anna Kendrick) embark on a hair-raising adventure, discovering their true colors along the way! Bring the Trolls adventure to life with a unique Trolls line of role play and dress up toys!.

2017
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McCormick Ground Ginger, .8 oz. This sweet bite complements carrots, sweet potatoes and squash. Or add spicy warmth to stir-fries, sauces, fruit, gingerbread and
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This sweet bite complements carrots, sweet potatoes and squash. Or add spicy warmth to stir-fries, sauces, fruit, gingerbread and cookies. Fresh flavor guaranteed.

2016
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DreamWorks Trolls in Trouble Game The game is easy to set up, easy to learn, and so much fun to play. In this edition, the popper includes 2 dice. One is numbered,
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The game is easy to set up, easy to learn, and so much fun to play. In this edition, the popper includes 2 dice. One is numbered, and the other is multi-sided. The multi-sided die shows a Bergen, a Dreamworks Trolls Guy Diamond figure, and Hug Time. The Bergen denies a player to move but lets everyone else put a pawn on their starting point. The Guy Diamond side is a repellant to a Bergen and saves players. Hug Time allows a player to swap spaces with another player. To play, kids move their pawns according to both dice, which keeps the game exciting! DreamWorks Trolls Copyright 2015 Dreamworks Animation LLC. All Rights Reserved. Hasbro Gaming and all related terms are trademarks of Hasbro.

2017
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5-Device Family Protection Pass Enjoy award-winning internet safety and parental controls to protect your child online. The Family Protection Pass uses a
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Enjoy award-winning internet safety and parental controls to protect your child online. The Family Protection Pass uses a proactive internet filter to block porn, monitor social media and protect children from cyber bullying, sexual predators and other online threats. Easily block unsafe material on any Windows or Macintosh computer, as well as iOS (Apple) and Android tablet or smartphones. compatible with Windows 10, 8, 7, & Vista, MAC OS X, 10.7, or higher versions. Also compatible with Android 2.3 (Gingerbread) up to Android 4.4 (Kit Kat), iOS 8 or higher.

2016
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