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: 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 hearoh 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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