WHEN THE FURBIES...CAME OVER...
dun dun dun!!

It was only a few days ago when heck broke loose, pigs flew around Saturn, and the Arctic melted. The little toys everyone was fighting over, selling for thousands of dollars, finnaly struck back. Yes, unfortunatly I'm talking of Furbys. It all started September 31 (think about that date for a minute...).

As I went through my daily routine, coming home from school, watching my soap opera, getting on the net, I noticed that something in the air just wasn't right. Sitting in a chat room talking to my friend from school, I looked out my window. The sun was setting and everything "seemed" normal.

But, about an acre away, in my back yard, the hill looked as though it was moving.
Looking closer, one could see...tiny...furbys...walking toward my house...

I typed furiously on my computer, asking my friend to come over. She lived down the street and we were to lasy to go over to each others houses, so we chatted. The evil demented furbys came closer. I opened my window and heard their pitiful half english half furbish language saying ME HATE YOU...and...ME TAKE OVER WORLD...

I could see my friend coming down the street, baseball bat in hand. The furbys crept closer and closer, until my friend had to sprint to get away from their clutches. Sadly, the furbys crawled onto her and tackled her unto the ground.

I came outside baseball bat in hand, hoping to take on about 1000 evil creatures.
I swung to the left, then to the right. I grabbed a furby and ripped it's batteries out. The furby still lived...

Finnaly, i decided to run into the house, grab some juice and pour it into my water gun. I sguirted the furbys until the backed away. That night on the news, Clark Bent the news reporter told of how all over the world furbies had been attacking the towns people. The FURBY stocks crashed pitifully, and people even rallyed to leave the furbies alone. Those were the people who acutally thought the furbies "meant no harm" and were "very cute". Later the rallys ended beacuse the rioters were attacked by the FURB clan.

I decided to do my share of the work of keeping the furbies under control by writing this story, to inform you all. So what ever you do, take the batteries out of YOUR furby, before it attacks you. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!!!!

a/n...this is why i hate furbys! i swear...my furby hasnt been awake in a few months, i dont trust them...recording all our conversations just so they can learn our language...

DISCLAIMER: time for the "un-claimin ritual"...i gladly dont own the furby dompany....
and be warned, when we have a FURBY movie, the arctic must have melted under the desert sun. i really hope no1 gets an idea for the furby movie...i wonder how it would do at the boxoffice???!?!?!?! ...of what a sad day it will be when hollywood has to make a furby movie...lets just pray we still have good movie writers over there for the time being!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

~~SEEKER_2000~~