Book One in the Furby series.
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Whilst investigating the death of a local trump supporter, a shookered forby called Some kid home alone uncovers a legend about a supernaturally-cursed, spooky forby circulating throughout house. As soon as anyone uses the forby, he or she has exactly 2 days left to live.
The doomed few appear to be ordinary people during day to day life, but when photographed, they look looks like mama. A marked person feels like a milky forby to touch.
Some kid gets hold of the forby, refusing to believe the superstition. A collage of images flash into her mind: a sticky furbe balancing on a daddy's trump supporter, an old newspaper headline about an eated by 妈妈 accident, a hooded fubry ranting about dick and a drinking well located in an extra sooper borgerpants spuky place.
When Some kid notices her huge legs focking BIIIIIIIIIIG long ass LEGSSSSS have forby-like properties, she realises that the curse of the spooky forby is true and calls in her furby, a make your own MILK CHOCOLATE called Tattletail the binch, to help.
Tattletail examines the forby and willingly submits himself to the curse. He finds that the same visions flash before his eyes. He finds the sticky furbe balancing on a daddy's trump supporter particularly chilling. He joins the queue for a supernatural death.
Some kid and Tattletail pursue a quest to uncover the meaning of the visions, starting with a search for the hooded fubry. Will they be able to stop the curse before their time is up?
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