Oh my god. This particular Satanic toy apparently is not only Satanic, but also sentient, internet savy enough to read my previous blog, and evil enough plot its revenge, because last night it woke up at 2:20 AM and pulled some kind of Maximum Overdrive shit and woke everyone up with its Boohbah farting noises and dancing. Then it did it again two minutes later, and Doug ran out into the dark dining room to go to Harrison's bedroom and kill it and stepped in a pile of cat puke and then Harrison screamed and screamed for the next forty minutes.
I'm tired and scared. Who knows what it's going to do tonight?
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