Back in 2000-ish, post divorce, I brought a girl back to my place one night, and while I was having a quick gentlemen's wash, she plonked an opened bottle of alcopop on the top of my almost new widescreen telly which she promptly knocked over, spilling the contents into the tv gubbins. Anyhoo, the telly flashed, fizzled and died as you would expect and she was devastated, but (through gritted teeth) I comforted her as best I could. Several times.
Forward a few days and I had called an engineer and arranged to deliver the telly for repair a couple of days later. The evening before I was due to take it, there was a fizzle and a pop and it just sprang to life and apart from a severe ant-infestation problem (which I put down to all the sugar in the drink) it never missed a beat again until recently when it died for good and had to be replaced with a 50" plasma.
As for the girl - I married her and that became our "the night we first did it" story
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Soggy Flymo new
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