It takes two, baby.

I gave the telly a good, hard smash over it's sideflab last night, and it finally stopped stuttering and showed us the goods. This was repeated with success earlier this evning aswell. Then, suddenly it wouldn't respond. I slapped it around like crazy, did a little teasedance for it, and pressed my tits up against it's glass but nothing would turn it on. I concidered the possibility of a sado-machosistic nature and poked my eye on it's antenna and smashed my head towards the screen, but it kept it's uncomfortable silence. Desperation grew as i had more and more chocholate when the only thing Elin and I could amuse ourselves with was the invention of a new, more graphic signlanguage, and practicing waving our pinkie-toes (i won). I begged, slapped, dance and humiliated myself, but Telly kept it's cold distance.

Then i realized. Not only is Telly a man, he's most likely the only gay in the village.

Tomorrow i'll show him my shoes and see if we can come to some kind of understanding.