Keyboards

Keyboards. Some keyboards suck. I, personally, have gone through approximately 8 keyboards in my computer time. Mouses bear a close 5, but still...8. They're trash. There's always something wrong with'em (except for the one I happen to be using right now.) They seem to be drink magnets.

"Oh? You're drinking a pop? Here, let me magnetize your hand sideways, so I can have a drink."

Shut up, keyboard. I'm not falling for the banana in the tailpipe. And then there's my smart-*** friends who find it necessary to pry up the keys and switch them around, so that when I go to type legs, I type the f-word.

"No teacher, my report was on legs! I swear! Please don't give me a detention!"

"Detention!"

Hmph.