No I'm not going to rant over the fact that school is reopening.

I'm going to give a shout out to the manufacturers of furby!

Think about it Furby is like a machine programmed to feel. Like, FEEL!
And what are the manufacturers doing? they're trapping the zoddamn furry thing in plastic boxes! They should've used this statement "Would you like to have a good relationship with your Furby? Then start by putting them in a stuffy plastic box!"

And then they have this hole in the box right in the middle of Furby's tummy. "Try me!"
Now as if the fact that being trapped in a box wasnt bad enough, you now have itchy handed people (like me) pressing its stomach once in everyone 1 minute.

Ok, maybe the hole provided the Furby some oxygen, but waddaheck.

Oh and its been trapped in the box for a helluva long time! Not surprisingly this Furby is designed to go hungry too (those sadistic makers).

Boy: *press* Hey Furby I hate you you can go stick your long eyelashes up your ass if you have one to begin with.
Furby: I'm hungry. Feed me.

SEE HOW DISTURBING THAT IS? ><

So now i've decided that if i would EVER have the right to change anything, I'll transform assholes into Furbies. Then, I'll increase the cost of Furbies so that no one will buy them and release them out of the plastic box of dooooom! Perhaps maybe with the exception of kids who doodles on a $100 note or something.

Arghh and this whole Furby torture thing is really freaky. So i'll end here in case anyone of you gets freaked out you delete the address of this blog off your "Favourites". Hahaha. Gdnite~