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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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I still remember actively attempting to kill our Teddy Ruxpin.

Jesus, those things were evil.

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My friend's daughter threw hers to the bottom of a creek.
As far as we know, it's still down there. WHERE IT BELONGS.

Oh, wow -- I had a friend once who was one of those people that sits there quiet forever and then will suddenly start telling these bizarre stories..

One time, a bunch of us were sitting around talking, and suddenly he begins: "So, a bunch of my friends and I decided we wanted to make a video of Teddy Ruxpin talking while he was catching on fire..."

Some of my friends who were just meeting him instantly thought he was the coolest guy ever.

HEE. Now, see, those are the best people to have around. Blessed quiet until they have something interesting to say.

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