Harriet and Stanley were in their late 80s and had just moved into a new home
The speakers crackled… then started blasting gangster rap at full volume. Stanley screamed over the noise, “Well, this ain’t flyin’ me to the moon!” It took them 45 minutes and a call to their grandson to turn it off. Later that night, the fridge started talking. “You are out of eggs,” a creepy robot voice…
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