The TV was on the wrong wall, the wrong side of the room, and it wasn't working. And rather than bring the TV down to the car we brought the car to the TV, which somehow of course got upside-down in our bedroom causing quite an obstacle you can imagine. We called our neighbor, a black man who was for some reason dressed like Wonder Woman.
"Our TV broke and the car is upside down in the bedroom."
"I have someone for that"
There may or may not have been a piñata involved. What ever happened to visions of sugarplums?
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