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Adam Funk > wrote:

> The microwave my parents had when I was a kid had something like a
> numeric keypad on it,

When *I* was a kid, the only microwave ovens around were the radar
dishes my Dad worked on at GE. Uphill. Both ways.

> so you could (for example) press 2-3-0-start to
> zap something for two and a half minutes.

And when I was a young adult, the only microwaves had mechanical dial
timers. In the snow!

> Also, why does the stupid thing have to beep EVERY TIME I press a
> button?

So you know when your kid is about to microwave your cell phone.

> Oh, and of course, GET OFFA MY LAWN!

You get offa mine. Come back in twenty years.

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