I would talk to my T.V. and say I'm so sorry for all the yelling and swearing at you. It was my fault. We need to go back to our old relationship before videogames. I love you.
Every shovel I have ever used, telling me to stop attempting to pick up heavy concrete with them so the head would stop being bent. a lot of money went to getting new shovels this summer.
I would talk to lawn ornaments. They sit on lawns all the day, observing the actions of everyone they see. Who knows what kinds of things they have to say.
On a more serious note, probably the keyboard I'm pounding away on right now. I'd imagine it's going "oww, oww, oww" every time I mash a key. An apology or two would be nice.
I work talk to the demo phones at work and see what people do to them.
I would also talk to the chairs in the break room and hear their stories of agony of having fat people sit on them all day. Add the amigo scooters to the fat people stories.
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