The money's not the price, but the time
spent working.
They want me to sign for it, too, so
I'm waiting.
With that extra time wasted, I payed
twice for shipping,
Which explains the great fountain of
cussing and swearing.
It finally gets here. I throw it on
the couch, 'cause there's no fire.
When I finally go to open it, the
object of my ire
Is actually kind of cool.
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