Never Try To Buck Evolution
A tale from Saturday night that's got to go on here, otherwise my brother will be hugely disappointed, and I can't have that...
A few months ago I bought myself a Mopod... What's that? "What's a Mopod?", I hear you cry as one... I'm glad you asked - This is a Mopod...
And their website's here:
They're little gizmos that you get to attach to your bag, or phone, or whatever, and if you get a call or text, the little plastic pod flashes different coloured lights, and the animal spins like buggery to let you know.
Anyway, as you might have guessed by this post's subtitle, mine is the penguin... or maybe that should be WAS... as my brother was playing with mine on Saturday night to see what sort of magnetic fields would set him off, and he picked him up by the little string that's on him, and attempted to spin him round his finger, except it didn't quite go as planned... and my poor little penguin briefly felt what it was like to fly freely - before evolution and gravity kicked in, and he crashed to the ground, spilling his 3 little batteries out onto the floor...
As a result, his battery cover's now held on by tape, and my brother owes me a new Mopod!
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