Last Christmas, my family was staying with relatives and my sister and I had to share a room and when we got there, there was a furby sitting on the shelf above my sister's bed that was staring directly at her pillow. We ended up stuffing it in a drawer until we left.
WE NEED TO CALL JESUS
THESE FURBIES ARE GONNA ATTACK
But when the world needed him the most, he vanished.
It's good you don't know what a Furby is. Keep it that way
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Mine used to randomly garble away in furby language at 2am when it's power was switch off