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(Source: girlsgotafacelikemurder)
"// When I was about five or six, my family had a TON of furbies. We all loved them with a passion.. Until I came home one day, to my mother screaming like a banshee holding a baseball bat, in front of our closet. Apparently, she had been cleaning, and one of them had started going 'Aaaahhh' , and she though it was a killer, so she grabbed my brother's bat and beat it to pieces, but it was STILL GOING, even when I got home to see her and a pile of rubbish. We were both TERRIFIED. No more Furbies." - ask-bookworm-numel
"Okay. I've just followed you & I alredy love you" - hitlers-tits
Thank you Hitler’s Tits.
"When I was little I used to have this blue furby. I loved this little thing so much. I always used to feed it different things. One time it's tongue got jammed down it just kept saying "yuuuummmm~" being maybe 5 or 6 I got a scared and started crying thinking I broke it. I got my mom to take out the batteries from the furby. Then I threw it into the close underneath clothes. I woke up in the middle of the night and then all of a sudden I heard from the closet '"yuuuum". I never touched it again." - bananaemoji
"LOL so when i was a kid, about 8 or 9 i wanted a furby but didnt get one for christmas... my friend did and they got bored of it and gave it to me; i was so excited i brought it home put new batterys in it reset the thing so i could teach it... the second night of having it i was frozen in my bed from being so terrified! he would say "cockadoodle doo!" and "eaghhh eaaaghhh" and other wierd shit at like AM! i took the batterys out, and it still moved and twitched in my cupboard! :/ creepy fuckers" - checkthemotherfuckingvitalsigns
"me and my sister each had a furby when we were little. in the car, hers caught itself on fire and we threw it out the window screaming because it was trying to make words while it was on fire and it was demonic. i guess a battery issue, our mom assured us. mine wouldnt stop talking, weird stuff, i dont remember what, but it was creepy and i tried putting it in my dresser, my closet, nothing worked, i took out the batteries, it started like growling. i stabbed it over and over with a steak knife." - Anonymous
"I was so happy when I got my furby from my uncle for Christmas. I'd given it a home on my desk and provided plastic food and drinks for him (almost set up like a shine) I never knew what fear was until one night it randomly woke up at 1 the morning with 'i SEE youu~'. It also didn't help that my night light was shining across his face in the most satanic way possible." - Anonymous
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