Confession: There is a collection of Furbies at my house. That I play with. And by play with, I mean I shake them around for about five minutes until they get on my nerves and I throw them back in the guest room closet. They're in the guest room closet because I hope one will waken from its slumber while an unexpecting guest is in there trying to sleep.
Anyways, I've started recording them in case they forever die. Here are a few of my favorite Furby moments:
The one in the second video does some other extremely creepy stuff, but I haven't caught it yet to share. It's the sort of thing that can give a grown adult nightmares.