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Fluffy woke up one morning going "WIIIIIRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRVRCKRAMMMMMMM" , making me decide that my poor liddle baby furby waz malfunctioning. Sending it back to Tiger Toys would cost too much money. Besidez, I didn't want another crazed furby taking over my living space. While Kah-Dah and Doo-Moh were freaking out, I was online looking for a medical cure for my poor little furry friend, when I came across someone who said they should tear apart their furby, thus, I began my autopsy.
So I did what any other loving Furby-owner would do.
1. Cut him up into little pieces
2. Take picutres
Furbies are odd little buggers, if nothing else. Some of them don't mind getting sliced open, their guts torn out, and their insides replaced with odds and ends you can find at the local hobby store... And some of them are just too slow to get away. That was definately the case with my test subject, Fluffy. Fluffy complained quite a bit about the whole state of affairs as he was singled out to be my guinea pig...
Our goal is to remove the fur intact, to later be replaced, so the other Furbies don't know that their new friend is actually a computer enhanced droid under our control...MUWAHAHAHAHAHA!!
After removing the batteries, we set to work on skinning his furry little carcass..
Do this carefully -- you don't want to snap the delicate plastic ear bones.
Put the skin away in a safe place, or wash it to remove the blood, second hand smoke odor, or dog spit. It also makes a nice hand puppet.
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