Stinkin' Walkie Talkies

On one of Kevin's trips to Target with the boys (he takes the big boys sometimes on the weekends... I think for recreational purposes more than anything. It's part of our divide and conquer tactic we use often in an effort to preserve our sanity) they found walkie talkies. They wanted them. They were on clearance for $2.48 so they went in the basket. I was thrilled! How fun for them! YAY walkie talkies! Then we put the batteries in and try as we might to get them to use the things properly I hear this "pssshhhhhh pshhhhhh (my attempt to type out static noises) beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep beep beep beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep psshhhhhh pshhh pshhhhhhhh beep beep beep beep beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep." Until I say "STOP pushing the call button. Here's how you use them again." After showing them 5,327 times in the past 24 hours how to use them correctly and not just pound on the call button with that incessant beeping (which I think they like to hear) that makes me want to throw them out the window (the toys, not the boys) that it is a lost cause and perhaps the batteries should "die" really quickly (aka mean mommy removes them to save what sanity she has left.)