Tuesday, September 25, 2012

Evil I Tell You

How many of you owned one of the original Furbys? And do you plan on getting yourself another since the rebirth of the new generation?

The answer in our household is we owned one, and as far as owning another goes, Cindy says “Aint no chance in the world” I actually toned Cindys real answer down a bit, since this is a Family program, and just in case there is a Furby reading this, we really wouldn’t want them to be repeating her true answer, you know since they were banned for being a national security risk and all, we sure don’t want Cindy to be dragged down that road with them.

My Dad mailed Cindy her very own Furby for Christmas back when they first came out, she opened her gift on Christmas morning to find a cute little creature in her package, cute as far as something that looked like a cross between a hamster and an furry owl goes, she was tickled and had fun playing with it at first, she called everyone she knew and told them all about this Furby and how much fun it was going to be.

I really don’t remember the name this one came with, but the name it ended up carrying was evil. She had fun getting it to interact with her, at first repeating words and sounds she gave it, I think it actually taught her a bit of the furbish language it came programmed with, so for a while it was hard to tell who was training who, it was all fun and games until it finally began to argue with her, and she became fluent in furbish.

At first it was cute, but cute only goes so far, she picked up the phone and called all her friends to tell them how the Furby was arguing with her, she laughed and laughed because it was still funny at the time.

Then the day came when I arrived home from work, you know that something has gone wrong when the front door is standing open, the furniture is turned over, papers are thrown all over the floor, and in the background all you hear is the whistle of a tea kettle on the stove.

Walking into the dining room, I see my wife backed into the corner standing on a kitchen chair, the other chairs are lying across the floor and standing about three feet in front of Cindy is her cute little Furby, the look of fear on her face told me something bad had obviously happened.

I picked up the Furby and asked her what was going on, she pointed and stuttered “That thing is evil, I can’t make it stop talking” I laughed and said all you have to do is turn it off, I flipped the switch to the off position and sat it on the table, Cindy pointed and said “it is evil I tell you..” and the Furby repeated "EVIL"

I checked the switch to see that I evidently hadn’t turned it off after all, I switched it off once again and we left it sitting on the table for the night, the next morning as I left for work, Cindy was already on the phone talking to her friends discussing the best way to shut up a Furby.

When I came home from work that night the Furby was sitting on the counter, its little eyes were closed and it was not saying a word, Cindy was so proud, she told me that the answer to stopping the Furby was simple, she had talked to all her friends on the phone, they had called one another back and forth all day long discussing the problem and finally came up with an answer, she simply had to remove the batteries.

We had a good laugh and I asked her, so what have you been doing since you removed his batteries. The Furby opened its eyes, turned to look at us and in a low robotic voice said, Ring, Ring, Ha Ha.

Not really sure what happened to that Furby, because once we got ourselves together and walked all the way back home, he was gone.
That thing was evil I tell you evil.

27 comments:

  1. When Stud and I first started dating, I entered my first childhood - since I'd never had one growing up. I wanted a Furby and he got me one. I loved that. . . that. . . thing. But it spooked me when it never, ever, learned anything and I got paranoid. . . it was. . . staring at me * all * the * time.

    BUT, if the new one is improved and more interactive, you can bet I'll be going through my second childhood and looking at Stud "with that look" that guarantees he'll be taking out his charge card.

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    1. The one Cindy had sure spooked her, even to this day, I did offer to buy her one of the new ones but the look she gave me tole me to put my wallet away Ha Ha

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  2. Never had one of these things but I do appreciate the warning.

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    1. Hey Stephen, I guess a whole lot were sold, my Dad bought a few himself, wonder if he still has any of them?

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  3. Jimmy, you had me ROLLING ON THE FLOOR; DYING OF LAUGHTER!

    This post is HYSTERICAL!

    "you know that something has gone wrong when the front door is standing open, the furniture is turned over, papers are thrown all over the floor, and in the background all you hear is the whistle of a tea kettle on the stove."

    Bwhahahahahhahahahah! I got the PERFECT visual reading that!

    I could just imagine Cindy sitting there with that look of fear on her face.

    "Cindy pointed and said “it is evil I tell you..” and the Furby repeated "EVIL"

    OMG...how funny!

    I've never seen or heard of a Furby, but it reminds me of a Gremlin!

    Grrrrreat post, buddy!



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    1. I will Never Never Never Have One of those evil i mean EVIL things in my house again

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    2. Hey Ron, Thank You Buddy, as you can see by Cindys comment she is not apt to getting one of the new one Ha Ha

      They do put you in mind of the Gremlins, never thought of that before, you are right there.

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  4. Never had one either, sounds worse than a Chuckie Doll.

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    1. Hey Joe, we also had the confusion between My Buddy and Chuckie at our house Ha Ha

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  5. Sounds like a toy that plays with YOU, instead of the other way around!

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    1. I think it turned out that way Ms. A

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  6. Jimmy, I had to Google Furby to find out what it was ... that was before I reached the end of your post. Here's a line that I read

    'Now, the Furby is back, and it is insanity incarnate.'

    There was also a video which convinced me that the Furby is something to be avoided at all costs. It certainly sounds evil. Poor Cindy.

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    1. Hi Valerie, Cindy saw one at Wally World, that is how we found out they were coming back, she is literally scared of them.

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  7. I LOVE google. I went there immediately, saw the evil incarnate, the eyes, the demonic voice.....I'd rather spend my $80 on crack and vote for Obama than have one of those things.

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    1. I told Cindy what you said "I'd rather spend my $80 on crack and vote for Obama than have one of those things" and she said she is right there with you Ha Ha

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  8. A new generation, huh? I didn't have one, but I have a little dog that looks like a cute furby. If her eyes turn red, I'll get worried. Poor Cindy! I hope she doesn't have nightmares still. Lol!

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    1. If her eyes turn red you had better watch her, the nightmares were over until she saw they were back :^0

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  9. I had forgot about them... I think we had one for a bit... Evil you say?? who knows:)

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  10. I remember the fur baby fad..they got outlawed in schools.

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    1. I remember that, it seems they got outlawed in a lot of places

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  11. THIS POST IS HILARIOUS, Jimmy!!!! Because I suffered through the same thing! Middle Child had wanted a Furby for her birthday, so we got her one.....BIG MISTAKE! The damn thing drove her nuts after about two days. She would put it in the closet, thinking it was turned off, then walk by and it would say something or make some sort of noise. She was FREAKED OUT, I tell you. I finally put the thing in a rubbermaid container in the basement, planning to give it to charity. One day, about 2 months later, I heard the damn thing when I went down there to do laundry. EVIL IS RIGHT!

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    1. Hey Bijoux, I can see that happening, we turned the one we had off more than once only to find it talking again, never figured that part out, other than it was evil that is :^0

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  12. Oooh, I forgot about Furbies. Never had one - thank GOD!!

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    1. Hi Abby, I think that was the last one we will ever own :)

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  13. There were never any of these critters in our house, and after reading your post, I'm glad! Sounds almost as bad as Chuckie. (A stupid, stupid movie, but it scared the bejeezus out of me.)

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  14. Hey Susan, The experience does put you in mind of a Gremlins/Chuckie movie, now that sounds like one that would scare ya! looking back would most likely be kind of stupid too Ha Ha

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