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Amy dropped her phone in the toilet on Friday night. It was obviously destroyed, which means that she is now the proud & embarrassed owner of a snappy, new LG, whilst I must wait until July to upgrade. Oddly enough, her phone has drowned before. A few years back she was yachting (or something) off Atlantic City and was hit in the face by a wave or something awful, and her phone was done. Good thing these aren't hairdryers we're talking about.