My own Furby used to creep me out. One time I swear I had turned it off but then I entered my room to find it singing softly to itself. My parents don't mess with my s***, and I'm an only child so sibling shenanigans weren't the cause of it either. I can only guess it turned itself on... O_O
That s*** went in a box in the closet after that.
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Look at your quote. Now look at mine. Sadly, your quote isn't mine, but if you watch Adventure Time, it could SMELL like mine. I'm on a rainicorn!