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So I was at the zoo yesterday with my kids and we were walking around the Africa exhibit. I got my kids cotton candy and they were enjoying it a lot. Well we decide to leave the snake exhibit and right outside guess what the next exhibit is? That's right, the elephant exhibit. Freaking elephants, I tell you. And guess what? I had my iPod nano on me. They seemed to be able to sense that I had it, too. I saw this one elephant with it's eyes glinting in the sun checking out the iPod in my pocket, just scheming away at how he could get my iPod back to the iPod nano repair company. So I started yelling at this elephant, yelling, “You want to send my iPod back to the iPod repair company! I know you do! Isn't one iPod repair enough?” A small crowd had gathered around me at that point. I could hear someone snickering in the background. How would they know what it's like to have to get your iPod nano repaired after it was viscously mauled by a baby elephant? I bet not one of those people have even gotten their iPods repaired before. So I decided to ask them. I asked everyone there if they have ever had their iPod repaired. Well at this point my kids were starting to get a little upset and some security guard working there asked me if I could please calm down because I'm upsetting the other visitors. I decided then to just leave. At home I vowed to never see the elephants again. I just couldn't risk it, not after how they made me repair my iPod. I just can't get away from those beasts, though. They haunt my dreams with visions of iPod repairs. I was watching television today and on this national geographic show there was this elephant walking across the savanna and when it turned to face the camera it was like it was looking out of the television screen at my iPod sitting on the table next to me. Those elephants will do whatever it takes to get my iPod sent back to the iPod repair company. To make it worse, I just saw on the news that an elephant actually escaped from the circus an hour ago. I might as well look up the iPod repair company on line now and save myself some time. But first, there's this mysterious knocking on my door. I wonder who it could be?
