RIP Claude

I think Claude might be dead. I'm heartbroken, but I'm slowly coming to terms with it, and I now find myself able to write his Eulogy. So, here goes.

Claude was a good phone. He was reliable, a good friend, and in the past few months, he found companionship in Melvin. He had a beautiful voice. The sound of his inner duck made him who he was, and what we all know and loved him for. I'll be honest, the first impression I got of Claude wasn't great, but nobody likes change, and I really really didn't. However, within days I had fallen for Claude's natural charm.
Of course Claude wasn't perfect in every respect, but he was the ideal companion for me. Yes there were more high-tech phones on the market and given the oppertunity, I would have taken one, but I'd never give up on Claude, because Claude was perfect for me. His camera was pathetic, but I have a compact and an SLR for photos. The video was even worse, but I could survive without it. The Nokia text system was strange at first but now it's second nature to me. The radio had no signal but that was just even more entertaining on the coaches. Yes Claude had faults, but they made him who he was. He was simple, reliable, and convenient. He served me well over the year and a half, and he and I were inseparable for good reason. I couldn't have wished for a better phone, and now as I lay him to rest on my shelf with the other ducks, he shall never be forgotten.

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