Especially when it's 11:45 p.m., Vivian's asleep, Richard's out of town, I'm washing dishes in a quiet house and, all of a sudden, I hear sneaky laughter, and then a cheerful voice calling from the living room, "Hug Me!"
Talking toys creep me out.
Wednesday, April 16, 2008
Hug Me!
I hate talking toys.
Especially when it's 11:45 p.m., Vivian's asleep, Richard's out of town, I'm washing dishes in a quiet house and, all of a sudden, I hear sneaky laughter, and then a cheerful voice calling from the living room, "Hug Me!"
Talking toys creep me out.
Especially when it's 11:45 p.m., Vivian's asleep, Richard's out of town, I'm washing dishes in a quiet house and, all of a sudden, I hear sneaky laughter, and then a cheerful voice calling from the living room, "Hug Me!"
Talking toys creep me out.
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