Silver Cell Phone #2, you came into my life at a good time. Silver Cell Phone #1 had been driving me crazy with its inability to tell me who was calling, it's occasional, but regular lapses of screen power, and regularity in cutting me off. But in you came, with your lovely and functional caller ID, your sleek design, and even better, your camera that enabled me to have a picture of my honey pop up whenever he called. You had some good games on you, and though I rarely played them, I was glad that they were there. You had some great ringtones. The Smurfs theme song played whenever Jeff called, a nice way to brighten my day. When friends called, there was a sort of rock/rap sounding ringtone that cheerfully informed me people I liked wanted to talk to me. I used your chirping birds as a way to wake up whenever I had to sleep at the hospital.
But alas, your life has been cut short. Cut cruelly short by the tepid but treacherous waters inside the toilet bowl. You met your doom as you so suddenly slipped from a warm pocket into those perilous waters. Despite a very rapid rescue attempt, the waters proved too much for you.
Sleep well, Silver Cell Phone #2. You had a good life. And we will miss you.