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Oct. 30th, 2007 07:18 pmSo, our iPod is dying. Because, we have one of those ancient iPods with the sucktastic batteries that there was a class action lawsuit about.
We whined to Mr. Tikistitch that we can no longer listen to The Boss on the busride to work. Because, yanno, they won't play The Boss on the radio any more. Because radio these days is even more sucktastic than iPod batteries.
As we always do, we whined to our spouse.
"You need an iPod Touch."
No, we insisted, we most certainly do not need an iPod Touch.
"You need an iPod Touch," our spouse insisted.
No, we don't.
"Have you seen an iPod Touch?"
Er, actually, no.
"This is an iPod Touch."
We were like, ZOMG INTARNETS!
We need an iPod Touch dudes.
We whined to Mr. Tikistitch that we can no longer listen to The Boss on the busride to work. Because, yanno, they won't play The Boss on the radio any more. Because radio these days is even more sucktastic than iPod batteries.
As we always do, we whined to our spouse.
"You need an iPod Touch."
No, we insisted, we most certainly do not need an iPod Touch.
"You need an iPod Touch," our spouse insisted.
No, we don't.
"Have you seen an iPod Touch?"
Er, actually, no.
"This is an iPod Touch."
We were like, ZOMG INTARNETS!
We need an iPod Touch dudes.
