So there's a certain item on my daughter's Christmas list that she will NOT be receiving this year. Or ever.
It's a charming toy called Squawkers McCaw. As if the commercials weren't annoying enough, the genius marketing people make sure it's on an endcap at the store. Kids notice it, sure, but what they forgot about was that even when you walk by it without your children it still talks to you. Several of them all at once. Repeatedly. And to the person in front of you. And the person behind you. In the most horrible Gilbert Gottfried voice.
And no amount of wailing on Christmas morning is worse than owning the most annoying toy ever made.