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silentrunning
Yesterday I got a new cell phone. I think it is #9 since I started carrying them. One is in the Myaaka River. One is in the Gulf of Mexico. One is somewhere up by my brothers hunting lodge in Michigan. One is somewhere along I-75. One was crushed in my truck's door. You get the idea. The last one I dropped into a puddle out in the yard Monday morning after all the rain. It died instantly. Am I the only one that is this hard on phones?
Doug
Doug