Westy used to work at Circuit City... that's all you need to know about this one.
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All I wanted was a new path to a life of convenience
My every dream crystallized by the Sunday circular
Could have gotten it cheaper online, but I guess I fancy myself old-fashioned
I was upsold swiftly into every accessory mentioned
Helped me to my car with an honest smile
Swiped my card with practiced ease
And like a sucker I waved through the automatic door
Hours later I'm awash in poly-bound popcorn
Fists full clutching converters for useless Euro outlets
Flashing 12's savage damage on my display and my psyche
Both my cell and my land line engaged with tech support all weekend
I was told even a fool could make this box work
Even a fool can find new use for old technology
Like a chainsaw, thrown, through an automatic door
