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I remember the day I found out about the furby. Palm Springs, CA, 1999. A woman in TacoBell was playing with a dalmation spotted
furby. I may have been little, but for some reason it intriged me, and I went over to examine it. I decided I loved it so
I saved and saved for almost a year until I had enough. I finally found one, a black tux furby. I loved him until my sister
dropped him on his head... Poor little guy died that horrible day. My mom got me another for a cheerleading graduation presant.
She was white with big brown eyes. Again, my baby sister got to her. About a week after I got her, she died. Well, I was so
sad, I didn't have one for 4 years. A friend reintroduced furbys to me. I began my search, and found that they hadn't sold
them in stores for four years. I searched ebay and found a baby furby for $20. And so it began...
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