Monday, September 02, 2013

Tickle Me Elmo

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My mother-in-law died 15 years ago. She was in a nursing home briefly before she died and my husband bought her a Tickle Me Elmo doll that talked, and since she had become rather child like, she just loved it. That toy was so popular when first issued scalpers could get $1500 for them. For 15 years it has sat in his office. This summer it has started blurting out it's message, and frankly the first time I heard it, it scared me to death. Imagine that weird voice coming out of nowhere and laughing . . .

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