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Thanks for that bit of levity. This case is so sad, I needed a smile.
So to return your friendly jumping off, here's one back at cha,
ZM; Not only was the one and only phone on the kitchy wall, it had that 60 foot guacamole green cord attached so you could in theory walk all over the house, knocking over all things in your cord wake.
Then the unGodly long cord would get hopelessly kinked, with the remedy being to hold it upside down and let it unfurl itself at breakneck speed.
And Heaven help the poor teenage schmuck who happened to have the misfortune of calling "during-the-dinner-hour-the-very-%$^#8* idea!!!"
Then we'd all retire, en masse, to watch one of the three TV channels or the fourth, TBS, on a good day - but so full of commercials that you forgot what show you were "tryna" (as the kids say) watch. And we kids groaned as a group if the Prez was speaking on the 3 networks bc that meant the night was effectively OVER.
Just me? Alrighty then.
Oh the humanity -- How DID we live?
heh
(Sorry for the trot down memory lane, ya'll)