I was tortured in my first job when I was 15 in Memphis by Elmo. It was a McDonalds and we had gotten in one of the 3DO McStations in for the kids with a touch screen. Of the two or three "Games" they had, the one that made the rotation the most was a Sesame Street themed kids activity one that would that featured the voice of Elmo throughout. This damn thing was on extra loud so It could be heard everywhere in the store. When no one played with it for a while, Elmo would whine about wanting to be played with nonstop. Hours of unending torture made it so every time I hear Elmo to this day I want to strangle him.