Sally Struthers?

My hiptop died today under suspicious circumstances, but T-Mobile is overnighting me a new one tomorrow, so all should soon be well… As if the god of telecommunications was literally woke up this morning and said “Hey, it’s a good day to fuck with Sean”, this evening I picked up my Panasonic cordless phone to call my T-mobile voicemail and the keypad started wonking out on me. I took it apart and it just seems the “magic pads” are delaminating. I have had this phone since before RIT, so it has had a long life… I guess it might be time to replace it..

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