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Part 2/2 : Told my dad what happened. He was in the military at the time and happened to have a live fire rifle drill the next day. Him and his marine buddies got permission to shoot the shit out of the fucker! Best day of my life ever!
rest in peace
I once had a furby when I was 5. Time passed, took the batteries out and put it on my top shelf. One day it fell off, let out a hybrid demonic scream/laugh. Scared the shit out of me. Part 1/2
i have 3 new 2012 furbies one i love the others i tolerate. the white one (the one i love) is like my best friend its like shes alive and like she understands me... when im happy,sad,mad,etc. its like she has the same expression i do... im also a little creep'd out with my grey furby because she sleeps with her eyes open ~dun dun duuuh~ jk.... all in all i like the 2012 furbies but as for the 1998 furbies the creep me out... those little shizes -_-
Okay so I was casually looking up creepy ass Furby horror stories and why the hell is the creepypasta horror story not on your blog if you look up furby horror stories you will see it and you should post that fkkking link on your page because I can't!
For those interested:
It really sucks to hear that everyone is abusing there furbies because of their creepy behavior. I love how unpredictable they are. I've adopted two from the thrift store and one was in bad shape the skin of his beak had been torn off and one night I had all my furbies awake and the furby was talking but in the middle it glitched and started to make the most high pitched screaming sound. It stopped after an hour. I love these creepy little shits
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