Here we see our three Furby Summit speakers gathered for the evening. Unfortunately, the Furbys did not discuss much. Baby Furby resorted to incoherent mutterings of songs while New Furby just babbled to him/her/itself. The 1998 Furby on the right decided it would be best to fall asleep in the middle of the meeting. (As a side note, I feel that 1998 Furby is experiencing some health issues AKA he may need a change of batteries.)
As we all can see, the glow of New Furby's eyes really is something to marvel at. It truly illustrates how genuinely creepy these robots are. I think New Furby is capable of staring directly into human souls.
As with any summit, we saw various diplomatic negotiations occur and tight security (Fattoush the cat was on guard). Yet there was a serious lack of media exposure. At the time of this blog release, Life with Furby is the only media source to comment on this event. And that is probably for good reason. First and foremost, the delegates discussed no matters on the agenda and they felt it necessary to constantly chirp "ME HUNGRY" whenever they deemed it appropriate.
At this time, all three furry robots are snoozing on my desk. Furby Summit 2012 was exhausting and they must gear up for next year's meeting.
I heard from an anonymous source that their agenda surrounded around the idea of "Change". What change do these furbies want to bring?
ReplyDeleteSide note, I've had numerous night terrors since meeting New Furby...