T got me a new flatscreen yesterday. The old one took a shit. It flew out of the armoire all by itself almost hitting 3 bitches (one of whom was not me) and I'm pretty sure it's had its day.
T is more concerned about me having a TV that's nice but I think he secretly was hoping to give me the living room TV so he could buy one that is larger than the wall. I only watch really 1 or 2 channels but I gotta admit this new TV is a lot easier to see.
And, while it probably won't fall over, if it did, it wouldn't kill anything. It's pretty light. That might mean it's got a life just 1 day after the warranty runs out but I'm not complaining. Thanks T!!