Wahoo! We have got one of these horrific squeaky toys! And have already found a very good use for it.
I’m trying to write a book review and the fatzing phone keeps ringing, three calls in about five minutes–not good for a writer’s concentration.
But… eureka! After the third scammer, brick-thick accent and all, introduced himself as “from the Managerial Dept.,” I replied, “Oh, good! I have a message for you! Listen!”
I picked up Mr. Duck and squeezed. The dulcet tones went straight into the phone. Banzai! The scammer hung up on me.
You get points if the scam artist is forced to hang up on you.
From now on this toy will be kept in easy reach.