Misplace a dying furby and you'll swear the house is haunted, there nothing 'fun' about some of the noises those things made when the batteries were going off. I had a Teddy Ruxpin when I was younger and I swear that thing talked to itself all night. I think we threw it in the attic because it really started freaking us out. I should go exploring for it if it wasn't sold in a garage sale at one point.