One furby two furby red furby blue furby

IM MAKING AN ARMY OF FURBIES TO SCARE MY ENEMIES

Furbys are my kids

Because I like Furbys

“ I had a terrifying experience with my furby were after some time it just would not sleep. I would wake up to demands for food or strange mumbling. The worst part was that the furby was in the dresser right across from my bed, so I’d wake up to it just blankly staring at me like ‘oh ate do nomnomnom WAAAAAAA’”