Oh, boy. I used to love Bop-Its, and this touched my nostalgic-creepy nerve in a very unexpected way.
What unsettled me more than a Bop-It communicating in a very Bop-Itty way was the looming expectation that at some point, it was going to break form and say something… un-Bop-Itty. I knew it was going to happen, and I was waiting nervously for it to happen.
When it happened, it did give me a little tingle, but it left me wanting more. I really like this, but it only feels like a quarter of a good meal, you know? Novote from me, but good job nonetheless!