My iPod is dead. Dead. DEAD.
If you can't tell, the iPod on the screen is making a "sad face".
Freakin' 4th generation, black and white, 20 gig, huge, piece of crap. I lov(ed) you.
You were good; you served your purpose; you lasted me two years; for that, I am forever greatful, but right now, I want to throw you in the trash.