Milton: It said it was gonna kill me! Did you hear oh hold on it's talking again! Furby: Oh-h, eat me! Milton: Now it's using profanity! Did you hear that! Deborah: Yes sir. Milton: Listen to this Furby! I'm gonna put the phone next to the Furby right now! It's making all kinds of demonic noises and its making all kinds of cursing and gestures at me! Furby: Listen here you little brat, I'LL KILL YOU! He-he-he! Milton: Did you hear that? Deborah: Yes, yes sir. He's down from 520 you know! Deborah: Yes ma.yes sir. Milton: My name is Milton I bought little Furby for my 14 year old boy Chauncey, he's 493 pounds, and I promised that I would get him a Furby if he dropped 25 pounds. Milton: No! I'm not calling because I need the Furby I'm calling because I have a defective Furby that's spitting all kinds of violent words at me! Deborah: Yes ma'am. Milton: I have an emergency! I'm calling about Furby! Deborah: I'm sorry, I don't have any. Milton: Yes I've got an emergency! Deborah: This is Deborah, can I help you? Milton: Oh thank god you've answered! Is this the toy department? Deborah: Yes it is. Woman: Thanks for calling (beeped out) this is how may I help you? Milton: Oh thank god you answered let me speak to the toy department! Woman: OK please hold. Manager: Sir sir? Oh my god! I oh (dial tone) (Gun sounds, Milton screaming and Furby laughing) Manager: Sir, I hear these things, but I just. Milton: Now it's threatening to shoot me with a gun! You're going to be living in a street pushing a shopping cart in about 3 weeks!įurby: I have a gun! I'm going to shoot you now! He-he-he-he-he-he-he! Milton: If this is your idea of a joke, I'm going to sue your ass off personally too!! Milton: Oh right! What the hell is going is this some kind of joke! Manager: I've never heard a Furby doll say any of those things! Milton: Now it's threatening me with sexually transmitted diseases! He-he I THINK IM GOING TO CALL THE BOMB DISPOSAL UNIT, AND HAVE THEM TAKE THIS DAMN THING AWAY!!!įurby: Oh-h. Milton: WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO! YOU'RE A MANAGER! Milton: I think should I call the police? Milton: Now it's threatening to spit acid into my eyes and blind me! Milton: It just told me to die, die, die!įurby: I will spit acid into your eye and blind you!! He-he! I get through with you! This thing is starting to scare the hell out of me!! Milton: I'm gonna to turn that into Fludgecow mart when Manager: Well, as far as I know we sell uh, good s. Milton: What are you people' selling there! Milton: Now its' calling me a camels ass!!! Milton: Yes I am it just called me a whore did you hear that!!!įurby: You smell like a camel's ass! Oh-h-h. Manager: Sir, are you sure that's a Furby doll? Let me.let me shake it a little bit to see if I can get it to talk. Milton: Now its making the Exorcist noises! Hang on. Milton: I bought it from your store here. Manager: What did you say the Furby was doing, and where did you buy it? Milton: I have a defective Furby that I purchased from you guys, it's spitting out all kinds of vulgar and demonic phrases, and I'm about to call a lawyer to sue your ass off! Manager: Sir, how can I help you, I'll try my best. Milton: Is this a decision making manager or a patsy for the higher-ups! Manager: Hello how may I help you please? Put your manager on the phone immediately because I'm calling a lawyer next! Milton: Little Furby here is promoting drug use! Yes, What kind of crap are you people' selling over there!ĭeborah: Sir, can I let you talk to my manager please. Milton: It said it was going to kill my mommy with an ax! Milton: Where is this coming from I think we're looking at a lawsuit here!įurby: I'm going to kill your mommy with an ax!ĭeborah: Yes sir, can you hold on a minute please? Milton: Now it's using profanity! Did you hear that! ![]() Milton: It said it was gonna kill me! Did you hear oh hold on it's talking again! I'm gonna put the phone next to the Furby right now!Īnd its making all kinds of cursing and gestures at me!įurby: Listen here you little brat, I'LL KILL YOU! He-he-he! I bought little Furby for my 14 year old boy Chauncey, he's 493 pounds,Īnd I promised that I would get him a Furby if he dropped 25 pounds. That's spitting all kinds of violent words at me! ![]() I'm calling because I have a defective Furby Milton: No! I'm not calling because I need the Furby Milton: I have an emergency! I'm calling about Furby! Deborah: This is Deborah, can I help you?
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