It was a local holiday. The place was as good as dead. I stared at Tigger and recalled the first time I was introduced to this charming entertainer. She told me it moves AND speaks, but molesting the poor fellow and its mate all over was pretty much pointless as I didn't find any trigger buttons. Hand, nose, and ears squeezing... no effect.
Apparently, you need to whack its head! If I was 3 years old at this point and was frustrated by all the attempts, I still don't think I'd fling it roughly whatmore give it a huge knock on the head. I suppose I'm just slow :p
If not for the relevation of the activation trick, I'd have whacked myself on the head repeatedly on that day out of boredom instead of Tigger's.
Thursday, 16 July 2009
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