You see, I thought it was amusing.
Inspired by the sight of our newly laid-aside television tucked into a space in a spare bedroom while the newly dead microwave sits on top of the bar freezer in the kitchen, I began to reflect on what would happen if all the appliances we had ever owned still lived with us, despite their not-entirely-working-properly status.
I went on to actually write it after I noticed that we do still have a computer monitor and my Beloved's Dad's very-nearly-dead television floating around in the garage. Both of which we have moved twice and paid for shed storage for (among lots of other stuff) while we built our house, and have somehow missed elimination during junk-tossing sessions.
But it's reassuring to know that the spirit of YouTube commenters exist in the most balanced and reasonable of my internet visitors.
But at least here there has been how much profanity or name-calling?
My coffee story
2 hours ago