Odd Things Part I

Next to the fluffy platform. On a small table is a brown box with red lines on the front. Every nine minutes or so it starts to talk and Dad takes care of it by hitting it on the head. Well, I was quite curious the first few times that I saw this, but after about an hour of watching the process, I caught on. The next time it started to yell at Dad I walked up to it, stared it in the eye, and beat it on the head until it got quiet.