My dad got me a furby when i was younger. I had it when i lived with Sarah. We both found it kind of creepy, but funny. When we moved, i hid it in some boxes she was taking with her. I guess the bumps in the road made it turn on and talk the whole way to her new place. She finally disassembled it and apparently kept the eyeballs! I still have a picture of furby that i keep tucked in a kitchen cupboard door. . . it makes me smile every time i open it!
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I've been holding on to those eyeballs forever, I was going to sneak them to you when you were least expecting it. But we just couldn't pass up the opportunity to exploit our child for a laugh :).
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