You're a trooper. First, I drop you in the deepest puddle in Hamilton and you survived! After you dried out of course, I was pleased to see you working all fine. And now I've gone and dropped you as I was speeding along on my bike. Your back cover broke off, but you just kept on truckin'!
Man, I thought you were just a cheapy little phone. Good choice, dad.
Way to go, phone. Keep up the good work!
Love,
Peat
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