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They Own You Ever notice that you can't own a toy? Rather, once you get them home, they own you. Absurd you say? Consider Case #365--currently under appeal by the alleged perpetrator that calls itself "Keyboard Kicks" a.k.a. "Making Music." Kicks is a repeat offender with no remorse. It shamelessly flaunts itself on the "under ten dollars" shelf in discount stores, seducing the weary shopper by promising to "bring out the musical genius in your child." Upon infiltrating the residence, Kicks seeks out children--especially young girls--bonding with them immediately. This is now a hostage situation. The demands begin. Kicks eats more batteries than it takes to light Houston. When left alone, it whines four notes incessantly until attended to...then, must eat again. Within days, it changes it's tone, becoming tinny and annoying--but at a frequency only dogs and adults can hear. Young innocents are duped into believing they are indeed, "making music." Before long, the perp shows up in family pictures...accompanies the family to the beach...wheedles an invitation to Grandma's Sunday dinner. It's criminal. Mere coincidence that the first letters of the words "they own you" spell TOY? I think not. ~Jacquelin McArtor Jacquelin, mother of two, enjoys writing and caring for her family. Email © 1999 by Jacquelin McArtor. All Rights Reserved.
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