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'He'll never switch to digital because he doesn't believe in pixels.'

ACME INDUSTRIES NEW PRODUCTS DIVISION, 'The best part is, it can repossess itself!'

"Where's the business end of this thing?"

'It's one of these new phones that takes photographs.'

Dawing your Cellphone

Useless add-ons.

'Someday TVs will be in big boxes on the floor.'

The original paperless office

Nerd tryouts.

'Don't leave baby alone with this really cool tiny phone. It's a choking hazard.'

Early Colour TV

"Oh great, the printer is down."

Bicycle sat nav.

"The smart toaster is down, and it took our wifi, security cameras, and entertainment systems with it."

Fossil record player.

"This new phone app for opening the beer is great, Bruce!"

'E-books?'

'It says our line printer is obsolete our remote terminal is obsolete, and I'm afraid, we're obsolete.'

'Ray's as excited as...well...as excited as a guy who just bought a snowblower on the eve of a storm.'

'Thanks for the book, dad. Now I can reach my computer!'

'I love this street...it's so real man...'

'When I said that I needed a new mouse...'

"Thanks—I got it off Amazon."

"It's a fantastic computer! It's so old that none of today's hackers know how to hack it!"

'This is a letter opener, from the days before faxes and email. I just sold it online after I listed it as a vintage communication device.'

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'Maybe a firewall isn't enough to protect our computer from worms and viruses. That's why I additionally installed this fence!'

'Since he bought the leaf blower I hardly ever see him.'

"It's very sweet of you to visit him. Mr. Mainframe doen't get out much since the desktops came in."

"I wish someone would come and turn the vibrating buzzer off on that mobile phone!"

"This car is a retro classic. Instead of a USB outlet there's a cigarette lighter."

"It's a GPS for busy executive mom. It tells you if your coming or going and when you'll get there!"

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'Now where's my Tibbles got to?'