My house is stacked with gadgets — from computers to cameras to game machines to bathroom scales that voice my weight, and more.
Most of these gizmos work fine. Except when I really need them.
At that point, they either freeze up, smell like smoke, or, in the case of the scales, crack fatso jokes.
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