Wednesday, March 21, 2012
The Day Our Printer Was Possessed
At one point we thought our printer was "possessed".
One day Austin had a friend over to play. They were on the computer and at one point Peter, his friend, fell against our printer. It started making strange noises.
Now our printer has not worked well for quite a while, I think there is a short in something somewhere in it, so it has been known to turn on repeatedly by itself, and also make sounds like it is regenerating something on the inside.
So when Peter bumped into it, I thought that was probably the end of the printer, which frankly, isn't that old so I was a little annoyed (with the printer, not Peter). I went over to check out what was going on. That's when I noticed that the strange sounds were actual WORDS. That's when it started to creep me out. After a while I started deciphering what the printer was saying because it sounded vaguely familiar.
It was saying "We love our bread, we love our butter, but most of all, we love each other!" in a low, slow and CREEPY voice - over and over. At one point it started to get faster and higher, but it was definitely muffled as if someone was actually stuck in our printer. I finally recognized the saying from the old Madeline shows my girls used to watch, but couldn't figure out why in the HECK my printer was saying it.
I called the girls in from the other room to witness what was going on, so I wouldn't get hauled away and locked up if I told this story to anyone else who was half sane.
I FINALLY figured out that there was a toy in a bag on top of the printer. Austin's friend had fallen onto the printer, jostling the bag and activating the toy. It was a little Darth Vader head (borrowed from another friend) that recorded sounds and then played them back either faster and higher, normally, or lower and slower (and creepier). Austin himself had recorded the phrase a while before and had forgotten about it. (Because he was pretty creeped out too.)
I was glad when that particular mystery was solved, but I have to say, I was a little sad when we had to return the toy to his other friend. It was kind of a fun one to play with. (Not that I would know, wink wink.)