Crap! No manual. You think after you practically tear apart the basement looking for one. The basement is a mess, but you decide you could clean it up later. Sighing, you climb back upstairs. You could see Jessica, drawing something with crayons on a sketch pad. You could see Mark come back down the stairs, still fuming from the T.V. incident. He looks over at the T.V. "Good, that @#$!$# andrew is gone, I can finally have the T.V. back and watch my war movie." You don't like getting insulted...
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