My friend told me she had this awesome toy, the Busy Ball Popper.
I was all, "Mom! I need a ball popper too!"
And mom was all, "You have one, Juj, it's in your closet!"
The thing is, I didn't really ask my friend about the ball popper.
And she forgot to mention that it was the scariest toy ever.
It tried to attack me.
I fought back. (Not boobie-flavored.)
Sister Lab thought it was scary too but she was brave and sat with me.
A little bit later I decided to be brave and try again. Turns out, this thing is pretty fun.
Except when it tried to blow me away!