This is what my husband picks out to entertain the little guy while I am trying to write queries in the hotel database upstairs:
- Frankenstein's monster that sings "Rockin' Goblin," batteries 3/4 drained to "raaaaawkn grrrrrrbln..."
I shut my office door to block it out, so he switches to the even louder:
- Tambourine (real, musician-grade, loved it when
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