I bought it three years ago, when my iBook melted and took something near and dear to me. I cried like a baby. And then I bought a hard drive. I filled that little bastard with everything. Every song, picture, porn clip--they were all in there.
Well, when I went in to add more fun to the party, it just looked at me. And then minutes later, starting making the infamous "click of death" noise.
OK, let's see. I get fucking fired. The next day my (redacted) dies. A couple of days later, a big chunk of the last three years of my life virtually disappeared.
FML.
