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Death of a Furby
ifeedformula wrote in metaquotes
ladydyani brings on teh funny again.

When my daughter was three, we somehow managed to beat the other people away and get her a Furby for Christmas. (Remember how popular those were? And how hard they were to find?)

She opens it Christmas morning, and is absolutely delighted. After presents are finished, I'm in the kitchen, cleaning up the breakfast dishes. She's taking Furby around and showing him the house. I hear "This is the living room." Step, step, step. "This is the kitchen." Step, step, step. "This is the bathroom." Pause. "Go potty." SPLASH!

She dropped poor Furby in the toilet. I suppose dropped is the wrong word. Shoved would be more appropriate.

After a painstaking drying, he did manage to work again, but for the rest of his life, he would randomly blurt out odd sounds every once in a while.

Poor Furby.

The context has been savaged by a small child

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*is beyond late* But I had to tell you, this made me laugh so hard I cried.

Whoa, reading some back entries late at night, huh?

Yeah, that doll still has the power to make me jump into bed at night, because after I threw it out the window...? I think it got up and walked away. It wasn't there anymore.

Your icon is a disturbing combination of Belle and Gaston, and creeps me out almost as much as my demon doll. I hope you're happy. ;)

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