Bought as a Halloween present back in 1987, the toy has only ever had one battery (perhaps the battery is possessed, not the toy?) and still, every year it comes out and cackles away in the evil and sinister fashion that only a fluffy while halloween toy can.
It’s pretty amazing seeing as most of my halloween ‘toys’ need new batteries every year, duracel or not.
I like to think that rather than possession, the toy and/or battery are actually mutated or perhaps suffering from the side effects of radioactive experimentation.